The Poetical Works of John Milton, 1. kötetS. Andrus, 1852 |
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vii. oldal
... hand ! " - A left hand , indeed ! but it dealt tremendous blows , and such “ As made all Europe ring from side to side , ” and only less formidable than those of Cromwell's mailed hand in the battle - fields of Great Britain and Ireland ...
... hand ! " - A left hand , indeed ! but it dealt tremendous blows , and such “ As made all Europe ring from side to side , ” and only less formidable than those of Cromwell's mailed hand in the battle - fields of Great Britain and Ireland ...
ix. oldal
... hands of so inveterate an enemy . Milton was now blind , and in need of a helpmate . He , therefore , soon afterwards , married Catharine , the daugh- ter of Captain Woodcock , of Hackney . She , too , as his former wife , died in ...
... hands of so inveterate an enemy . Milton was now blind , and in need of a helpmate . He , therefore , soon afterwards , married Catharine , the daugh- ter of Captain Woodcock , of Hackney . She , too , as his former wife , died in ...
xiv. oldal
... hand to those that are worthy , the rest are cheated with a thick , intoxicating potion ( which a certain sorceress , the abuser of loye's name , carries about , ) and how the first and chiefest of love begins and ends in the soul ...
... hand to those that are worthy , the rest are cheated with a thick , intoxicating potion ( which a certain sorceress , the abuser of loye's name , carries about , ) and how the first and chiefest of love begins and ends in the soul ...
xviii. oldal
... hand , unless weariness be used , as good almost kill a man as kill a good book : who kills a man , kills a reasonable creature , God's image ; but he who destroys a good book , kills reason itself , kills the image of God , as it were ...
... hand , unless weariness be used , as good almost kill a man as kill a good book : who kills a man , kills a reasonable creature , God's image ; but he who destroys a good book , kills reason itself , kills the image of God , as it were ...
xxiv. oldal
... hand of a Canova or a Chantrey , inspired by the Euphrosyne of the bard himself in the one case , and his " pensive Nun , devout and pure , " in the other , to put the poetry of Milton into marble , and give the marble more than life by ...
... hand of a Canova or a Chantrey , inspired by the Euphrosyne of the bard himself in the one case , and his " pensive Nun , devout and pure , " in the other , to put the poetry of Milton into marble , and give the marble more than life by ...
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Adam Adam and Eve Almighty angels appear'd archangel arm'd arms aught beast Beelzebub behold bliss bright burning lake call'd celestial cherub cherubim cloud Comus creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair fair angels faith Father fear fell fiend fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King labour less lest light live mankind Messiah Milton morn night o'er ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd peace praise reign replied return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd seraph serpent shalt sight song soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder Zephon
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xxv. oldal - Or the unseen genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the Studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim, religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all heaven before mine eyes.
xxxii. oldal - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
138. oldal - Hail, wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else! By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
78. oldal - O'er bog, or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
51. oldal - Sit unpolluted, and the ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Victorious. Thus repulsed, our final hope Is flat despair; we must exasperate The almighty victor to spend all his rage; And that must end us, that must be our cure, To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated Night, Devoid...
134. oldal - Unargued I obey: so God ordains; God is thy law, thou mine: to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her praise.
86. oldal - Phineus, prophets old : Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid, Tunes her nocturnal note.
17. oldal - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st ; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark Illumine ; what is low raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to man.
155. oldal - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise. Ye...
41. 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...