Milton's Samson agonistes and Lycidas, with notes etc., by J. Hunter, Том 451870 |
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... winds her sultry horn , Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night . We know that they never drove a - field , and that they had no flocks to batten ; and , though it be allowed that the represen- tation may be allegorical , the ...
... winds her sultry horn , Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night . We know that they never drove a - field , and that they had no flocks to batten ; and , though it be allowed that the represen- tation may be allegorical , the ...
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... winds that hold them play — An amber sent of odorous perfume - 720 Her harbinger , a damsel train behind ? Some rich Philistian matron she may seem ; - And now at nearer view , no other certain Than Dalila thy wife . Sams . My wife ! my ...
... winds that hold them play — An amber sent of odorous perfume - 720 Her harbinger , a damsel train behind ? Some rich Philistian matron she may seem ; - And now at nearer view , no other certain Than Dalila thy wife . Sams . My wife ! my ...
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... wind and rain . 1037. Once joined . ] once she is wedded . When 1039. A cleaving mischief ] Dryden , who imitated many por- tions of Milton , seems to have thought that our poet here refers to the poisoned robe of Hercules . When we lay ...
... wind and rain . 1037. Once joined . ] once she is wedded . When 1039. A cleaving mischief ] Dryden , who imitated many por- tions of Milton , seems to have thought that our poet here refers to the poisoned robe of Hercules . When we lay ...
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... wind hath blown him hither I less conjecture than when first I saw 1065 1071 The sumptuous Dalila floating this way . His habit carries peace , his brow defiance . Sams . Or peace or not , alike to me he comes . Chor . His fraught we ...
... wind hath blown him hither I less conjecture than when first I saw 1065 1071 The sumptuous Dalila floating this way . His habit carries peace , his brow defiance . Sams . Or peace or not , alike to me he comes . Chor . His fraught we ...
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... windy joy this day had I conceived , Hopeful of his delivery , which now proves Abortive , as the first - born bloom of spring Nipt with the lagging rear of winter's frost ! Yet , ere I give the reins to grief , say first How died he ...
... windy joy this day had I conceived , Hopeful of his delivery , which now proves Abortive , as the first - born bloom of spring Nipt with the lagging rear of winter's frost ! Yet , ere I give the reins to grief , say first How died he ...
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adverbial affliction allusion ancient Antistrophe Arethusa Arethuse arms Baal-zebub bewail blind brigandine called Caphtor captive Cataphracts Chor Chorus clause Comus Dagon Dalila dark death deeds deliverance Denbighshire DOUBLE ENTRY dread embost enemies Eshtaol Etham EXAMINATION-QUESTIONS in BOOK-KEEPING expression eyes fame father favour fear feast flock flower foes fool fountain friends Gath Gaza glorious glory Greek Harapha hast hath head Heaven hence hither honour hope imitation Israel's JOHN HUNTER Judges xiv Judges xvi lamentation Logarithms lords Lycidas Manoa means Mess Milton Mincius mind misery MONODY mortal Mount Ephraim Muse Nazarite never noun numerous Ortygia Ovid Paradise Lost pastoral peace perhaps Philistines poem poet poetry prison PROGRESSIVE EXERCISES reproach sacred Sams Samson Agonistes says secret Shaksp shalt shame shepherd sight sorrow Spenser strength tears thee Theocritus thine thou art thought thy hand thyself tragedy tribe verb Virgil vows Warton winds words
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Сторінка 84 - And all their echoes, mourn. The willows and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear When first the white-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherd's ear.
Сторінка 89 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Сторінка 83 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill.
Сторінка 76 - 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 92 - 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 82 - 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.
Сторінка 85 - 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?
Сторінка 90 - And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears ; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Сторінка 91 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Сторінка 88 - Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake ; Two massy keys he bore, of metals twain...