The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes and a Life of the Author, Том 2Hilliard, Gray, and Company, 1839 |
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... arms A military vest of purple flowed , Livelier than Meliboan , or the grain Of Sarra , worn by kings and heroes old In time of truce ; Iris had dipp'd the woof ; His starry helm unbuckled show'd him prime In manhood where youth ended ...
... arms A military vest of purple flowed , Livelier than Meliboan , or the grain Of Sarra , worn by kings and heroes old In time of truce ; Iris had dipp'd the woof ; His starry helm unbuckled show'd him prime In manhood where youth ended ...
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... arms , fierce faces threat'ning war , Giants of mighty bone , and bold emprise ; Part wield their arms , part curb the foaming steed , Single , or in array of battle rang'd Both horse and foot , nor idly mustering stood : One way a band ...
... arms , fierce faces threat'ning war , Giants of mighty bone , and bold emprise ; Part wield their arms , part curb the foaming steed , Single , or in array of battle rang'd Both horse and foot , nor idly mustering stood : One way a band ...
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... . 207 defends ] i . e . forbids , keeps off : so b . xi . 86. That defended fruit ; and Spens . F. Q. iv . 3. 32 . ' Himself to save and daunger to defend . Todd . Untrain'd in arms , where rashness leads not on . BOOK XII . 47.
... . 207 defends ] i . e . forbids , keeps off : so b . xi . 86. That defended fruit ; and Spens . F. Q. iv . 3. 32 . ' Himself to save and daunger to defend . Todd . Untrain'd in arms , where rashness leads not on . BOOK XII . 47.
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With Notes and a Life of the Author John Milton. Untrain'd in arms , where rashness leads not on . This also shall they gain by their delay In the wide wilderness , there they shall found Their government , and their great senate choose ...
With Notes and a Life of the Author John Milton. Untrain'd in arms , where rashness leads not on . This also shall they gain by their delay In the wide wilderness , there they shall found Their government , and their great senate choose ...
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... arms , And fix far deeper in his head their stings , Than temporal death shall bruise the victor's heel , Or theirs whom he redeems , a death , like sleep , A gentle wafting to immortal life . Nor after resurrection shall he stay Longer ...
... arms , And fix far deeper in his head their stings , Than temporal death shall bruise the victor's heel , Or theirs whom he redeems , a death , like sleep , A gentle wafting to immortal life . Nor after resurrection shall he stay Longer ...
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Сторінка 360 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Сторінка 293 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Сторінка 283 - Spare Fast, that oft with Gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing : And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure ; 50 But, first and chiefest, with thee bring, Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation...
Сторінка 271 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew 10 Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind Without the meed of some melodious tear.
Сторінка 288 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Сторінка 64 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Сторінка 276 - Ah! who hath reft,' quoth he, 'my dearest pledge ? ' Last came and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain no (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain). He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake: ' How well could I have spared for thee young swain, Enow of such as for their bellies...
Сторінка 283 - Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, . Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And, missing thee, I walk unseen 65 On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide, pathless way, 70 And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Сторінка 160 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Сторінка 274 - Alas ! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?