The Poems of John Milton: With Notes, Svazek 1Chapman and Hall, 1859 |
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... force that made thy blossom dry ; For he , being amorous on that lovely dye " Sweet rose , fair flower , untimely plucked , soon faded ; Plucked in the bud , and faded in the spring ! Bright orient pearl , alack ! too timely shaded ...
... force that made thy blossom dry ; For he , being amorous on that lovely dye " Sweet rose , fair flower , untimely plucked , soon faded ; Plucked in the bud , and faded in the spring ! Bright orient pearl , alack ! too timely shaded ...
Strana 11
... force my fear ; For once it was my dismal hap to hear A Sibyl old , bow - bent with crooked age , That far events full wisely could presage , And , in Time's long and dark prospective - glass , Foresaw what future days should bring to ...
... force my fear ; For once it was my dismal hap to hear A Sibyl old , bow - bent with crooked age , That far events full wisely could presage , And , in Time's long and dark prospective - glass , Foresaw what future days should bring to ...
Strana 12
... force , what mighty spell , if not Your learned hands , can loose this Gordian knot ? SO 90 The next Quantity and Quality spake in prose , then Relation was called by his name . Rivers arise ; whether thou be the son Of utmost Tweed ...
... force , what mighty spell , if not Your learned hands , can loose this Gordian knot ? SO 90 The next Quantity and Quality spake in prose , then Relation was called by his name . Rivers arise ; whether thou be the son Of utmost Tweed ...
Strana 106
... force , but not enthralled ; Yea even that which Mischief meant most harm Shall in the happy trial prove most glory . But evil on itself shall back recoil , And mix no more with goodness , when at last , Gathered like scum , and settled ...
... force , but not enthralled ; Yea even that which Mischief meant most harm Shall in the happy trial prove most glory . But evil on itself shall back recoil , And mix no more with goodness , when at last , Gathered like scum , and settled ...
Strana 120
... force , and through the wile Of unblest enchanter vile . SABRINA . Shepherd , ' t is my office best To help ensnared chastity . Brightest Lady , look on me . 891. dank , i.e. damp , wet ; as it grows in moist situations . " And ' twixt ...
... force , and through the wile Of unblest enchanter vile . SABRINA . Shepherd , ' t is my office best To help ensnared chastity . Brightest Lady , look on me . 891. dank , i.e. damp , wet ; as it grows in moist situations . " And ' twixt ...
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Alluding Angels Arethuse arms behold bliss bright called Carm chariot Chaucer Cherub Cherubim clouds comp Comus dæmon dark death deep delight divine doth earth eternal eyes Faerie Queen fair Father fear fire flame flowers glory gods gold golden grace hand hath head Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour hypallage King L'Allegro Lady Latin light Lord Lost Lycidas means Milton mind morn Muse Newton night o'er orbs original editions Ovid Paradise Paradise Lost perhaps Pneumatology poem poet praise probably Ptolemaic system reign round Satan says seems sense shade sing song SONNET soul spake Spenser Spirits stars stood stream sweet Tasso thee thence Theog things thou hast thought throne Todd unto verse viii Virg Warton whence winds wings word zeugma δὲ καὶ τε
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Strana 95 - Virtue could see to do what Virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings That in the various bustle of resort Were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired. 380 He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Strana 132 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream ; Ay me ! I fondly dream — Had ye been there...
Strana 344 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold ; and next to life, 220 Our death, the Tree of Knowledge, grew fast by, Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill.
Strana 167 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Strana 363 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Strana 204 - Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime both in longer and shorter works, as have also long since our best English tragedies, as a thing of itself, to all judicious ears, trivial and of no true musical delight; which consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Strana 363 - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and...
Strana 302 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Strana 271 - As when from mountain-tops the dusky clouds Ascending, while the north wind sleeps, o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face, the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow, or shower ; If chance the radiant sun with farewell sweet Extend his evening beam, the fields revive, ' The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds Attest their joy, that hill and valley rings.
Strana 168 - 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. What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, friend, to have lost them...