The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, 3-4. kötet1807 |
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83. oldal
... herein Haply had ends above my reach to know : Suffices that to me strength is my bane , And proves the source of all my miseries ; So many and so huge , that each apart Would ask a life to wail , but chief of SAMSON AGONISTES .. 83.
... herein Haply had ends above my reach to know : Suffices that to me strength is my bane , And proves the source of all my miseries ; So many and so huge , that each apart Would ask a life to wail , but chief of SAMSON AGONISTES .. 83.
84. oldal
... be true That light is in the soul , She all in ev'ry part ; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confin'd , So obvious and so easy to be quench'd ? 90 And not as feeling through all parts diffus'd , That SAMSON AGONISTES .
... be true That light is in the soul , She all in ev'ry part ; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confin'd , So obvious and so easy to be quench'd ? 90 And not as feeling through all parts diffus'd , That SAMSON AGONISTES .
85. oldal
... slavish habit , ill - fitted weeds O'er - worn and soil'd ; Or do my eyes misrepresent ? Can this be he , That he heroic , that renown'd , 120 Irresistible Samson ? whom unarm'd No strength of man , SAMSON AGONISTES . 85.
... slavish habit , ill - fitted weeds O'er - worn and soil'd ; Or do my eyes misrepresent ? Can this be he , That he heroic , that renown'd , 120 Irresistible Samson ? whom unarm'd No strength of man , SAMSON AGONISTES . 85.
86. oldal
John Milton. Irresistible Samson ? whom unarm'd No strength of man , or fiercest wild beast could withstand ; Who tore the lion , as the lion tears the kid , Ran on imbattled armies clad in iron , And weaponless himself ... SAMSON AGONISTES .
John Milton. Irresistible Samson ? whom unarm'd No strength of man , or fiercest wild beast could withstand ; Who tore the lion , as the lion tears the kid , Ran on imbattled armies clad in iron , And weaponless himself ... SAMSON AGONISTES .
87. oldal
... and Zora's fruitful vale , To visit or bewail thee , or if better , Counsel or consolation we may bring , 181 Salve to thy sores ; apt words have power to swage The tumors of a troubled mind , And are as SAMSON AGONISTES . 87.
... and Zora's fruitful vale , To visit or bewail thee , or if better , Counsel or consolation we may bring , 181 Salve to thy sores ; apt words have power to swage The tumors of a troubled mind , And are as SAMSON AGONISTES . 87.
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Amor angels Arethuse arms Atque behold bright cataphracts Chebar CHOR clouds Comus Dagon dark death didst divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes glorious glory gods Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heav'n heav'nly holy honour ipse Israel Jehovah Jove kings Lady light live Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah mihi MILTON morning mortal Muse never night numbers numina nymph o'er once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. x P. L. xi PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise Psalm quæ quid reply'd round Samson Samson Agonistes shades shalt shame Shepherd sing solemn Son of God song sorrow soul spirits strength sweet thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi virgin virtue wild wilt winds wings words
Népszerű szakaszok
192. 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
186. oldal - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
190. oldal - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
146. oldal - 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.
197. oldal - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
188. oldal - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
35. oldal - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
30. oldal - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.