Cowper's Milton [the poetical works, with life, notes and tr. by W. Cowper. Ed. by W. Hayley].W. Mason, 1810 |
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Strana 15
... that I no more should live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes , The authority which I deriv'd from Heaven . And now by some strong motion I am led Into this wilderness , to what intent I learn not BOOK I. 15 PARADISE REGAINED .
... that I no more should live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes , The authority which I deriv'd from Heaven . And now by some strong motion I am led Into this wilderness , to what intent I learn not BOOK I. 15 PARADISE REGAINED .
Strana 17
... Live on tough roots and shrubs , to thirst inur'd More than the camel , and to drink go far , Men to much misery and hardship born : But , if thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt ...
... Live on tough roots and shrubs , to thirst inur'd More than the camel , and to drink go far , Men to much misery and hardship born : But , if thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt ...
Strana 18
... lives not by bread only , but each word Proceeding from the mouth of God , who fed Our fathers here with manna ? In the monnt Moses was forty days , nor eat , nor drank ; And forty days Elijah , without food , Wander'd this barren waste ...
... lives not by bread only , but each word Proceeding from the mouth of God , who fed Our fathers here with manna ? In the monnt Moses was forty days , nor eat , nor drank ; And forty days Elijah , without food , Wander'd this barren waste ...
Strana 53
... live upon their tongues , and be their talk , Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise ? His lot who dares be singularly good . The intelligent among them and the wise Are few , and glory scarce of few is rais'd . This is true ...
... live upon their tongues , and be their talk , Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise ? His lot who dares be singularly good . The intelligent among them and the wise Are few , and glory scarce of few is rais'd . This is true ...
Strana 55
... lives now Equal in fame to proudest conquerours . Yet if for fame and glory aught be done , Aught suffer'd ; if young African for fame His wasted country freed from Punick rage ; The deed becomes unprais'd , the man at least , And loses ...
... lives now Equal in fame to proudest conquerours . Yet if for fame and glory aught be done , Aught suffer'd ; if young African for fame His wasted country freed from Punick rage ; The deed becomes unprais'd , the man at least , And loses ...
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Angels Arethuse arms Astaroth aught behold Brother canst Chorus Comus Cowper Dagon dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame fantastick Father fear feast foes foul glorious glory Gods grace hand Harapha hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Israel Jesus king kingdom Lady Lord Lord Brackley loud Lycidas Manoah Meriba Milton mind mortal musick night Nymphs o'er offer'd once Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace pearls of dew Philistines praise PSALM publick reign river Jordan round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour seek shades shalt shame Shepherd sing snares solemn Son of God song soon soul Spirit strength sung sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou didst thou hast thought throne thyself truth vex'd virgin virtue voice wilt wings wise wood
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Strana 170 - 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 too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Strana 134 - 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 135 - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Strana 140 - 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...
Strana 144 - 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.
Strana 136 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Strana 209 - 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.
Strana 140 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Strana 130 - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill; Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Strana 150 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...