The Poetical Works of John Milton: A New Edition Carefully Revised from the Text of Thomas Newton, D.D. to which is Prefixed a Biographical NoticeGeorge Routledge and Company, Farringdon Street, 1855 - 570 oldal |
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xxxiv. oldal
... hear this poem cried down so much as it was , in com- parison with the other . For certainly it is very worthy of the author , and contrary to what Mr. Toland relates . Milton may be seen in " Paradise Regained , " as well as in " Para ...
... hear this poem cried down so much as it was , in com- parison with the other . For certainly it is very worthy of the author , and contrary to what Mr. Toland relates . Milton may be seen in " Paradise Regained , " as well as in " Para ...
xxxvi. oldal
... to his studious and sedentary life . And yet he delighted sometimes in walking and using exercise , but we hear no thing of his riding or hunting ; and , having early learned to fence , he was such a master of his xxxvi LIFE OF MILTON .
... to his studious and sedentary life . And yet he delighted sometimes in walking and using exercise , but we hear no thing of his riding or hunting ; and , having early learned to fence , he was such a master of his xxxvi LIFE OF MILTON .
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... hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge1 Of battle when it raged , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New courage and ...
... hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge1 Of battle when it raged , in all assaults Their surest signal , they will soon resume New courage and ...
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... hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself , Mixed with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His own invented torments . But , perhaps , 1 Read and ...
... hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself , Mixed with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His own invented torments . But , perhaps , 1 Read and ...
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... hear His famine should be filled , and blessed his maw Destined to that good hour : no less rejoiced His mother bad , and thus bespake her sire : " The key of this infernal pit by due , And by command of Heaven's all - powerful King I ...
... hear His famine should be filled , and blessed his maw Destined to that good hour : no less rejoiced His mother bad , and thus bespake her sire : " The key of this infernal pit by due , And by command of Heaven's all - powerful King I ...
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Adam ancient angels arms aught beast behold bliss bright burning lake called cherubim Chimæra cloud Cocytus COMUS creatures dark death deep delight Demogorgon divine dread dwell earth eternal Euphrates evil eyes Faerie Queen fair Father fear fell fire flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hath heard Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour king labour lest light live Locrine Lord lost Lycidas MANOAH Messiah Milton mind Moloch morn mortal night o'er pain Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace poem poet praise reign replied river round SAMSON Samson Agonistes Satan says seat seems serpent shade shalt sight Son of God soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste temper Thammuz thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree virtue voice whence winds wings wonder words
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66. oldal - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
476. oldal - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days ; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
5. oldal - 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 overcome.
90. oldal - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere, Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King ! Ah, wherefore?
416. oldal - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold; And speckled vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous sin will melt from earthly mould; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
435. oldal - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet; Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.
436. oldal - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek!
8. oldal - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head up-lift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
432. oldal - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
486. oldal - To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.