Milton's Poetical WorksJames Nichol, 1861 - 662 oldal |
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vi. oldal
... doubt that the hatred of Popery and arbitrary power which dis- tinguished the illustrious son was instilled into him from childhood , and intensified by the recollection of his father's wrongs . His mother's name was Caston . She was of ...
... doubt that the hatred of Popery and arbitrary power which dis- tinguished the illustrious son was instilled into him from childhood , and intensified by the recollection of his father's wrongs . His mother's name was Caston . She was of ...
xi. oldal
... doubt that a mind so susceptible as his , drank in influence and inspiration from the sculptures , the paintings , and buildings of the Eternal City , from the dome of St Peter's seen by morning light , and from the ruins of Mount ...
... doubt that a mind so susceptible as his , drank in influence and inspiration from the sculptures , the paintings , and buildings of the Eternal City , from the dome of St Peter's seen by morning light , and from the ruins of Mount ...
xxxvi. oldal
... doubts as to the Divine origin and pur- pose of the universe are apt to insinuate themselves . Le Sage speaks of one Diable Boiteux , but in reality all the fiends are lame ; and it is partly because they are so , that they are fiends ...
... doubts as to the Divine origin and pur- pose of the universe are apt to insinuate themselves . Le Sage speaks of one Diable Boiteux , but in reality all the fiends are lame ; and it is partly because they are so , that they are fiends ...
20. oldal
... d , firm and unmov'd With dread of death to flight or foul retreat ; Nor wanting power to mitigate and swage , With solemn touches troubled thoughts , and chase 530 540 550 Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow 20 PARADISE LOST .
... d , firm and unmov'd With dread of death to flight or foul retreat ; Nor wanting power to mitigate and swage , With solemn touches troubled thoughts , and chase 530 540 550 Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow 20 PARADISE LOST .
21. oldal
John Milton George Gilfillan, Charles Cowden Clarke. Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow , and pain , 558 From mortal or immortal minds . Thus they , Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Mov'd on in silence to soft pipes ...
John Milton George Gilfillan, Charles Cowden Clarke. Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow , and pain , 558 From mortal or immortal minds . Thus they , Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Mov'd on in silence to soft pipes ...
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Adam Angels Arethuse arm'd arms aught beast behold Belial bliss bright call'd Cherubim cloud Comus Countess of Derby Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine dread dwell earth enemies eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour Israel King lest light live Lord LORD BRACKLEY lost Lycidas Messiah Milton mind morn mortal night o'er Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained Parthian peace Philistines praise rais'd reign replied return'd round Samson Samson Agonistes sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake Spirit stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
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123. oldal - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
506. oldal - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies 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; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps, under the whelming tide, Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
509. oldal - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
513. oldal - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
502. oldal - 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.
106. oldal - With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun 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 : But neither breath of morn, when she ascends...
507. oldal - And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
26. oldal - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star, On Lemnos the /Egean isle : thus they relate, Erring...
505. oldal - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed...
22. oldal - Above them all the archangel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd ; and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge ; cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemn'd For ever now to have their lot in pain...