The Poetical Works of John Milton ...Jones & Company, 1824 - 131 стор. |
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... look Of those bright confines , whence with neighbouring Drew audience , and attention still as night , And opportune excursion , we may chance [ arms , Or summer's noon - tide air ; while thus he spake : Re - enter heaven : or else ...
... look Of those bright confines , whence with neighbouring Drew audience , and attention still as night , And opportune excursion , we may chance [ arms , Or summer's noon - tide air ; while thus he spake : Re - enter heaven : or else ...
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... Look downward on that globe , whose hither side All these his wondrous works , but chiefly man , With light from hence , tho ' but reflected , shines : His chief delight and favour ; him , for whom That place is Earth , the seat of man ...
... Look downward on that globe , whose hither side All these his wondrous works , but chiefly man , With light from hence , tho ' but reflected , shines : His chief delight and favour ; him , for whom That place is Earth , the seat of man ...
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... look about him . The garden described ; Satan's first sight of Adam and Eve : his wonder at their ercellent form and happy state , but nith resolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse , thence gathers that the tree of ...
... look about him . The garden described ; Satan's first sight of Adam and Eve : his wonder at their ercellent form and happy state , but nith resolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse , thence gathers that the tree of ...
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... look , just opposite A shape within the wat'ry gleam appear'd , Bending to look on me : I started back ; 455 460 465 470 It started back : but pleas'd¡I soon return'd ; Pleas'd it return'd as soon ; with answering looks Of sympathy ...
... look , just opposite A shape within the wat'ry gleam appear'd , Bending to look on me : I started back ; 455 460 465 470 It started back : but pleas'd¡I soon return'd ; Pleas'd it return'd as soon ; with answering looks Of sympathy ...
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... look up , 1010 And read thy lot in yon celestial sign , Where thou art weigh'd , and shown how light , how weak , If thou resist . " The fiend look'd up , and knew His mounted scale aloft : nor more ; but fled 1014 Murm'ring , and with ...
... look up , 1010 And read thy lot in yon celestial sign , Where thou art weigh'd , and shown how light , how weak , If thou resist . " The fiend look'd up , and knew His mounted scale aloft : nor more ; but fled 1014 Murm'ring , and with ...
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ACTON PLACE Æneid angels Arion arms beauty behold beneath bless'd bliss bosom breast breath bright charms clouds Dagon dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth eternal fair fame fancy fear fire fix'd flame flowers glory grace Greece grove hand happy hast hath heard heart heaven hell hills honour hope JULIUS CÆSAR king labour light live Lord lyre mind Muse Naiads nature nature's never night numbers nymph o'er once pain Palemon PARADISE LOST peace PINDAR plain pleasure praise rage rapture reign rills rise Rodmond round sacred Satan scene seem'd shade shine shore sight smile soft song soon soul spirit stood stream sweet taste tempest thee thence thine things thou thought throne toil tongue trembling truth Twas vale vellum vex'd virtue voice wave whence wild wind wings wonder youth
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Сторінка 110 - I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar: Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the belman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm...
Сторінка 102 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away. And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — it was — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Сторінка 102 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age...
Сторінка 118 - 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 8 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Сторінка 8 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Сторінка 44 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
Сторінка 94 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Сторінка 9 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Сторінка 117 - Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament...