Cowper's Milton [the poetical works, with life, notes and tr. by W. Cowper. Ed. by W. Hayley]. |
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103. oldal
Manoah then departs to prosecute his endeavour with the Philistine lords for
Samson ' s redemption ; who in the mean while is visited by other persons ; and
lastly by a publick officer to require his coming to the feast before the lords and ...
Manoah then departs to prosecute his endeavour with the Philistine lords for
Samson ' s redemption ; who in the mean while is visited by other persons ; and
lastly by a publick officer to require his coming to the feast before the lords and ...
117. oldal
But see here comes thy reverend Sire With careful step , locks white as down ,
Old Manoah : Advise Forthwith how thou ought ' st to receive him . Samson . Ay
me ! another inward grief , awak ' d With mention of that name , renews the
assault .
But see here comes thy reverend Sire With careful step , locks white as down ,
Old Manoah : Advise Forthwith how thou ought ' st to receive him . Samson . Ay
me ! another inward grief , awak ' d With mention of that name , renews the
assault .
164. oldal
He now be dealing dole among his foes , And over heaps of slaughter ' d walk his
way Manoah . That were a joy presumptuous to be thought . Chorus . Yet God
hath wrought things as in . credible For his people of old : what hinders now ?
He now be dealing dole among his foes , And over heaps of slaughter ' d walk his
way Manoah . That were a joy presumptuous to be thought . Chorus . Yet God
hath wrought things as in . credible For his people of old : what hinders now ?
165. oldal
Manoah . The accident was loud , and here before thee With rueful cry , yet what
it was we hear not ; - No preface needs , thou seest we long to know . Messenger
. It would burst forth , but I recover breath And sense distract , to know well what ...
Manoah . The accident was loud , and here before thee With rueful cry , yet what
it was we hear not ; - No preface needs , thou seest we long to know . Messenger
. It would burst forth , but I recover breath And sense distract , to know well what ...
166. oldal
Manoah . Suspense in news is torture , speak them out . · Messenger . Take then
the worst in brief , Samson is dead . Manoah . The worst indeed ! O all my hopes
defeated To free him hence ! but death , who sets all free , Hath paid his ransom ...
Manoah . Suspense in news is torture , speak them out . · Messenger . Take then
the worst in brief , Samson is dead . Manoah . The worst indeed ! O all my hopes
defeated To free him hence ! but death , who sets all free , Hath paid his ransom ...
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Angels appear arms begin bring Brother brought cause Chorus comes Comus dark death deeds deep delight divine doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fall fame Father fear feast foes force give glory Gods grace hand hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hold holy honour hope Jesus keep king Lady land leave less light live look Lord lost Manoah means mind morn mortal never night once peace perhaps praise pure reign rest rise round Samson Satan seat seek shades shalt side sight sing song sons soon soul Spirit stand strength sweet tell thee things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself Till true truth virtue voice wild wilt winds wings wise wonder wood
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170. oldal - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
134. oldal - The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
135. oldal - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. 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.
140. 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...
144. oldal - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
136. oldal - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, 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.
209. oldal - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring ; For so the holy sages once did sing, That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.
140. oldal - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
130. oldal - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill; Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
150. oldal - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...