Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes, Стр. 109,Том 2James Nichol, 1853 |
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... mihi lepidum tellus longinqua sodalem Debet , at unde brevi reddere jussa velit . Me tenet urbs refluâ quam Thamesis alluit undâ , Méque nec invitum patria dulcis habet . Jam nec arundiferum mihi cura revisere Camum , Nec dudum vetiti ...
... mihi lepidum tellus longinqua sodalem Debet , at unde brevi reddere jussa velit . Me tenet urbs refluâ quam Thamesis alluit undâ , Méque nec invitum patria dulcis habet . Jam nec arundiferum mihi cura revisere Camum , Nec dudum vetiti ...
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... mihi visus eram lato spatiarier agro ; Heu nequit ingenium visa referre meum . Illic puniceâ radiabant omnia luce , Ut matutino cùm juga sole rubent . Ac veluti cùm pandit opes Thaumantia proles , Vestitu nituit multicolore solum . Non ...
... mihi visus eram lato spatiarier agro ; Heu nequit ingenium visa referre meum . Illic puniceâ radiabant omnia luce , Ut matutino cùm juga sole rubent . Ac veluti cùm pandit opes Thaumantia proles , Vestitu nituit multicolore solum . Non ...
Стр. 273
... mihi subitò Præsul Wintonius astat , Sidereum nitido fulsit in ore jubar ; Vestis ad auratos defluxit candida talos ... mihi cum tenebris aurea pulsa quies . Flebam turbatos Cephaleiâ pellice somnos ; Talia contingant somnia sæpe mihi ...
... mihi subitò Præsul Wintonius astat , Sidereum nitido fulsit in ore jubar ; Vestis ad auratos defluxit candida talos ... mihi cum tenebris aurea pulsa quies . Flebam turbatos Cephaleiâ pellice somnos ; Talia contingant somnia sæpe mihi ...
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... mihi quot pelagi , quot montes interjecti , Me faciunt aliâ parte carere mei ! Charior ille mihi , quàm tu , doctissime Graiûm , Cliniadi , pronepos qui Telamonis erat ; Quámque Stagyrites generoso magnus alumno , Quem peperit Libyco ...
... mihi quot pelagi , quot montes interjecti , Me faciunt aliâ parte carere mei ! Charior ille mihi , quàm tu , doctissime Graiûm , Cliniadi , pronepos qui Telamonis erat ; Quámque Stagyrites generoso magnus alumno , Quem peperit Libyco ...
Стр. 277
... mihi munere veris adest ? Munere veris adest , iterúmque vigescit ab illo , ( Quis putet ? ) atque aliquod jam sibi poscit opus . Castalis ante oculos , bifidúmque cacumen oberrat , Et mihi ELEGIARUM LIBER . 277 In Adventum Veris 99.
... mihi munere veris adest ? Munere veris adest , iterúmque vigescit ab illo , ( Quis putet ? ) atque aliquod jam sibi poscit opus . Castalis ante oculos , bifidúmque cacumen oberrat , Et mihi ELEGIARUM LIBER . 277 In Adventum Veris 99.
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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. 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...
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. 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. 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. 174 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Стр. 179 - HENCE, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred ! How little you bested, 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
Стр. 184 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Стр. 174 - Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus, at a birth With two sister Graces more, To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore ; Or whether — as some sager sing — The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing As he met her once a-Maying...
Стр. 169 - And all their echoes mourn. The willows, and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the white-thorn blows ; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds