Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes, Том 2J. Nichol, 1853 |
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... angels , " or than those surpassing mortals , who , in the days of the past , met with angels , or saw the Great I AM himself , and became their similitudes on earth , and their oracles to men . And what if this Whole One did feel ...
... angels , " or than those surpassing mortals , who , in the days of the past , met with angels , or saw the Great I AM himself , and became their similitudes on earth , and their oracles to men . And what if this Whole One did feel ...
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... angels in the vales of heaven , or at the foot of the " Flaming Mount whose top Brightness had made invisible . " The revel of his fancy is always under severe restraint , and when his genius at times does dance , it is a measured and ...
... angels in the vales of heaven , or at the foot of the " Flaming Mount whose top Brightness had made invisible . " The revel of his fancy is always under severe restraint , and when his genius at times does dance , it is a measured and ...
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... angels bashful look , " and descends , with equal calm and bold- ness , amidst depths into which other souls dare ... angel standing in the sun ; on the mount of the congregation , in the sides of the north , beside the throne and ...
... angels bashful look , " and descends , with equal calm and bold- ness , amidst depths into which other souls dare ... angel standing in the sun ; on the mount of the congregation , in the sides of the north , beside the throne and ...
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... Angelic Nature . Like great sculptors , he must work out his thought on colossal materials . He means to give the ... angel , who , according to Holy Writ , had fallen from heaven , nor had fallen alone , but had carried the third part ...
... Angelic Nature . Like great sculptors , he must work out his thought on colossal materials . He means to give the ... angel , who , according to Holy Writ , had fallen from heaven , nor had fallen alone , but had carried the third part ...
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... Angels he sinks into the Temp- ter of Man . He drops , as it were , the weapons of Heaven he had turned against their giver ; he will not even use the black fire and infernal thunder suggested by Moloch , but adopts , instead , the ...
... Angels he sinks into the Temp- ter of Man . He drops , as it were , the weapons of Heaven he had turned against their giver ; he will not even use the black fire and infernal thunder suggested by Moloch , but adopts , instead , the ...
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Стр. 183 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Стр. 170 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Стр. 177 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Стр. 175 - 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 sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Стр. 168 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destin'd Urn, And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud.
Стр. 181 - Gently o'er the accustomed oak. Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green. To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon. Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Стр. 199 - 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.
Стр. 172 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears ; Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Стр. 178 - 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.
Стр. 215 - With saintly shout and solemn jubilee ; Where the bright Seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow ; And the Cherubic host in thousand quires Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly...