The Poetical Works of John Milton, Svazek 2Hilliard, Gray, 1834 |
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... dwell in joy and bliss ; Made one with me as I with thee am one . To whom the Father , without cloud , serene . All thy request for man , accepted Son , Obtain ; all thy request was my decree : But longer in that paradise to dwell The ...
... dwell in joy and bliss ; Made one with me as I with thee am one . To whom the Father , without cloud , serene . All thy request for man , accepted Son , Obtain ; all thy request was my decree : But longer in that paradise to dwell The ...
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... dwell , What can be toilsome in these pleasant walks ? Here let us live , though in fall'n state , content . 180 185 So spake , so wish'd much - humbled Eve ; but fate Subscrib'd not ; nature first gave signs , impress'd On bird , beast ...
... dwell , What can be toilsome in these pleasant walks ? Here let us live , though in fall'n state , content . 180 185 So spake , so wish'd much - humbled Eve ; but fate Subscrib'd not ; nature first gave signs , impress'd On bird , beast ...
Strana 13
... dwell Permits not to remove thee I am come , And send thee from the garden forth to till The ground whence thou wast taken , fitter soil . He added not , for Adam at the news Heart - struck with chilling gripe of sorrow stood , That all ...
... dwell Permits not to remove thee I am come , And send thee from the garden forth to till The ground whence thou wast taken , fitter soil . He added not , for Adam at the news Heart - struck with chilling gripe of sorrow stood , That all ...
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... dwell on even ground now with thy sons : Yet doubt not but in valley and in plain God is as here , and will be found alike 325 memory ] So Beaum . and Fletch . D. Marriage , act ii . sc . i . ' The memory and monuments of good men Are ...
... dwell on even ground now with thy sons : Yet doubt not but in valley and in plain God is as here , and will be found alike 325 memory ] So Beaum . and Fletch . D. Marriage , act ii . sc . i . ' The memory and monuments of good men Are ...
Strana 27
... dwell his race Who slew his brother ; studious they appear Of arts that polish life , inventors rare , Unmindful of their Maker , though his Spirit Taught them , but they his gifts acknowledg'd none . Yet they a beauteous offspring ...
... dwell his race Who slew his brother ; studious they appear Of arts that polish life , inventors rare , Unmindful of their Maker , though his Spirit Taught them , but they his gifts acknowledg'd none . Yet they a beauteous offspring ...
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Adam agni Amor angel ANTISTROPHE atque behold Bentl bright call'd CHOR choro cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth Du Bartas Dunster dwell earth edition enemies Euripides eyes fair faith fame father fear feast foes fræna glory Hæc hand hath heard heav'n holy honour igne illa ille ipse Israel jam non vacat king Lord Lycidas mihi Milton's mortal Newton night numbers numina nunc o'er Olympo Ovid paradise peace Philistines Poems pow'r praise PSALM quæ quam quid quoque sæpe SAMS Samson Saviour Shakesp shalt sight sing Son of God song soul spirits strength sweet Sylvester's Du Bartas thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tibi Todd Tu quoque ulmo Virg virtue Warton wilt words
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Strana 288 - 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-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Strana 292 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday...
Strana 278 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use, Of shades and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint...
Strana 281 - But, hail ! thou Goddess sage and holy ! Hail, divinest Melancholy ! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue ; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, Or that starred Ethiop queen that strove To set her beauty's praise above 20 The Sea-Nymphs, and their powers offended.
Strana 277 - Herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel Pipes of wretched straw, The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Strana 278 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd 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 daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Strana 292 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretch'd 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.
Strana 160 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Strana 360 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Strana 246 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.