Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes, Том 2J. Nichol, 1853 |
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... o'er all the earth , Brute violence and proud tyrannick power , Till truth were freed , and equity restor❜d : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first By winning words to conquer willing hearts , And make persuasion do the work ...
... o'er all the earth , Brute violence and proud tyrannick power , Till truth were freed , and equity restor❜d : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first By winning words to conquer willing hearts , And make persuasion do the work ...
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... o'er the body only reigns , And oft by force , which , to a generous mind , So reigning , can be no sincere delight . Besides , to give a kingdom hath been thought Greater and nobler done , and to lay down . Far more magnanimous , than ...
... o'er the body only reigns , And oft by force , which , to a generous mind , So reigning , can be no sincere delight . Besides , to give a kingdom hath been thought Greater and nobler done , and to lay down . Far more magnanimous , than ...
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... o'er a mighty king so oft prevail'd , That by strong hand his family obtain❜d , Though priests , the crown , and David's throne usurp'd With Modin1 and her suburbs once content . If kingdom move thee not , let move thee zeal And duty ...
... o'er a mighty king so oft prevail'd , That by strong hand his family obtain❜d , Though priests , the crown , and David's throne usurp'd With Modin1 and her suburbs once content . If kingdom move thee not , let move thee zeal And duty ...
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... o'er hill and dale , Forest , and field , and flood , temples and towers , Cut shorter many a league : here thou behold'st Assyria , and her empire's ancient bounds , Araxes and the Caspian lake ; thence on As far as Indus east ...
... o'er hill and dale , Forest , and field , and flood , temples and towers , Cut shorter many a league : here thou behold'st Assyria , and her empire's ancient bounds , Araxes and the Caspian lake ; thence on As far as Indus east ...
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... ; So Satan , whom repulse upon repulse Met ever , and to shameful silence brought , Yet gives not o'er , though desperate of success , And his vain importunity pursues . He brought our Saviour to the western side . Of BOOK IV . 51.
... ; So Satan , whom repulse upon repulse Met ever , and to shameful silence brought , Yet gives not o'er , though desperate of success , And his vain importunity pursues . He brought our Saviour to the western side . Of BOOK IV . 51.
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agni Amor Angels ANTISTROPHE Atque bright Comus cùm Dagon dark death deep didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth dread earth enemies Euripides eyes fair fame fantastick Father fear feast foes fræna friends genius glorious glory Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heaven holy honour illa ille ipse Israel jam non vacat king Lady light Lord loud Lycidas malè mihi Milton modò mortal Muse musick never night numbers numina Nunc o'er Olympo once Paradise Paradise Lost peace Philistines poem praise PSALM quæ quid quoque sæpe Samson Samson Agonistes Satan Saviour shades shalt Shepherd sing Son of God song soul Spirit St Paul's School strength sweet Tempter thee thence things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi truth Tu quoque ulmo virgin virtue voice wilt wings words
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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...