Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes, Стр. 109,Том 2James Nichol, 1853 |
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... winds blow keen , To warm him wet return'd from field at eve , He saw approach , who first with curious eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd spake : Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or ...
... winds blow keen , To warm him wet return'd from field at eve , He saw approach , who first with curious eye Perus'd him , then with words thus utter'd spake : Sir , what ill chance hath brought thee to this place So far from path or ...
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... winds with reeds and osiers whispering play , Plain fishermen ( no greater men them call ) , Close in a cottage low together got , Their unexpected loss and plaints out breath'd . Alas , from what high hope to what relapse Unlook'd ...
... winds with reeds and osiers whispering play , Plain fishermen ( no greater men them call ) , Close in a cottage low together got , Their unexpected loss and plaints out breath'd . Alas , from what high hope to what relapse Unlook'd ...
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... winds Of gentlest gale Arabian odours fann'd From their soft wings , and Flora's earliest smells Such was the splendour ; and the Tempter now His invitation earnestly renew'd . What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat ? These are not ...
... winds Of gentlest gale Arabian odours fann'd From their soft wings , and Flora's earliest smells Such was the splendour ; and the Tempter now His invitation earnestly renew'd . What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat ? These are not ...
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... winds , God of this world invok'd , and world beneath : Who then thou art , whose coming is foretold To be most fatal , me it most concerns ; The trial hath indamag'd thee no way , Rather more honour left and more esteem ; Me nought ...
... winds , God of this world invok'd , and world beneath : Who then thou art , whose coming is foretold To be most fatal , me it most concerns ; The trial hath indamag'd thee no way , Rather more honour left and more esteem ; Me nought ...
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... now ' Gan thunder , and both ends of Heaven ; the clouds . From many a horrid rift , abortive pour'd Fierce rain with lightning mix'd , water with fire In ruin reconcil'd : nor slept the winds Within their BOOK IV . 63.
... now ' Gan thunder , and both ends of Heaven ; the clouds . From many a horrid rift , abortive pour'd Fierce rain with lightning mix'd , water with fire In ruin reconcil'd : nor slept the winds Within their BOOK IV . 63.
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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