Complete Poetical WorksH. Frowde, 1908 - 554 стор. |
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... Battel , thir chief Leaders nam'd , according to the Idols known afterwards in Canaan and the Countries adjoyning . To these Satan directs his Speech , comforts them with hope yet of regaining Heaven , but tells them lastly of a new ...
... Battel , thir chief Leaders nam'd , according to the Idols known afterwards in Canaan and the Countries adjoyning . To these Satan directs his Speech , comforts them with hope yet of regaining Heaven , but tells them lastly of a new ...
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... Battel proud With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurld headlong flaming from th ' Ethereal Skie With hideous ruine and combustion down To bottomless perdition , there to dwell In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire , Who durst defie ...
... Battel proud With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurld headlong flaming from th ' Ethereal Skie With hideous ruine and combustion down To bottomless perdition , there to dwell In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire , Who durst defie ...
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... Battel on the Plains of Heav'n , And shook his throne . What though the field be lost ? All is not lost ; the unconquerable Will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage never to submit or yield : And what is else not to be ...
... Battel on the Plains of Heav'n , And shook his throne . What though the field be lost ? All is not lost ; the unconquerable Will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage never to submit or yield : And what is else not to be ...
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... battel when it rag'd , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New courage and revive , though now they lye Groveling and prostrate on yon Lake of Fire , As we erewhile , astounded and amaz'd , No wonder , fall'n ...
... battel when it rag'd , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New courage and revive , though now they lye Groveling and prostrate on yon Lake of Fire , As we erewhile , astounded and amaz'd , No wonder , fall'n ...
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... Battel to repose Your wearied vertue , for the ease you find To slumber here , as in the Vales of Heav'n ? Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the Conquerour ? who now beholds Cherube and Seraph rowling in the Flood With ...
... Battel to repose Your wearied vertue , for the ease you find To slumber here , as in the Vales of Heav'n ? Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the Conquerour ? who now beholds Cherube and Seraph rowling in the Flood With ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels Arms Atque Battel Beast behold bliss brest bright call'd Clouds dark Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father fear fræna Fruit Gates giv'n glory Gods grace H. C. BEECHING Hæc hand happie hast hath heard Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour ipse JOHN MILTON King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Morn night numina o're Olympo Paradise PARADISE LOST Paradise Regain'd peace praise PSAL quæ quid rais'd repli'd round Samson Agonistes Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Song soon Soul spake Spirits Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree Tu quoque ulmo vertue voice wandring Warr winds wings World
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Сторінка 262 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Сторінка 229 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Сторінка 40 - Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend Sire, went footing slow, His Mantle hairy, and his Bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. "Ah; Who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge?
Сторінка 21 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Сторінка 42 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Сторінка 548 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame ; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Сторінка 41 - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.
Сторінка 276 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Сторінка 23 - Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And Pomp, and Feast, and Revelry, With Mask, and antique Pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves, by haunted stream.
Сторінка 5 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.