The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical Remarks on His Genius and Writings, by James Montgomery; and One Hundred and Twenty Engravings by John Thompson, S. and T. Williams, O. Smith, J. Linton, &c., from Drawings by William Harvey, 第 2 卷Tilt and Bogue, 1843 |
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... deep ; Who this is we must learn , for man he seems In all his lineaments , though in his face The glimpses of his Father's glory shine . 6 Ye see our danger on the utmost edge Of hazard , which admits no long debate , But must with ...
... deep ; Who this is we must learn , for man he seems In all his lineaments , though in his face The glimpses of his Father's glory shine . 6 Ye see our danger on the utmost edge Of hazard , which admits no long debate , But must with ...
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... deep - vaulted den to dwell in light , Regents , and potentates , and kings , yea , gods , Of many a pleasant realm and province wide . So to the coast of Jordan he directs His easy steps , girded with snaky wiles , Where he might ...
... deep - vaulted den to dwell in light , Regents , and potentates , and kings , yea , gods , Of many a pleasant realm and province wide . So to the coast of Jordan he directs His easy steps , girded with snaky wiles , Where he might ...
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... deep thoughts , the better to converse With solitude , till , far from track of men , Thought following thought , and step by step led on , He enter'd now the bordering desert wild , And , with dark shades and rocks environ'd round ...
... deep thoughts , the better to converse With solitude , till , far from track of men , Thought following thought , and step by step led on , He enter'd now the bordering desert wild , And , with dark shades and rocks environ'd round ...
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... deep ; Yet to that hideous place not so confined By rigour unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the air ; nor from the heaven of heavens Hath he ...
... deep ; Yet to that hideous place not so confined By rigour unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the air ; nor from the heaven of heavens Hath he ...
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... deep thoughts detain'd Of the enterprise so hazardous and high ! No wonder for , though in thee be united What of perfection can in man be found , Or human nature can receive , consider Thy life hath yet been private , most part spent ...
... deep thoughts detain'd Of the enterprise so hazardous and high ! No wonder for , though in thee be united What of perfection can in man be found , Or human nature can receive , consider Thy life hath yet been private , most part spent ...
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aëre agni Amor angels ANTISTROPHE Atque aught behold canst captive carmina choro Comus Dagon dark death deeds Deûm didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth dread earth enemies etiam eyes fair fame father fear feast foes fræna glorious glory gods habet Hæc hand hath hear heard heaven holy honour igne illa ille ipse Israel jam non vacat Jesus kings Lady Lord lumina Lycidas malè Manoah mihi mortal night numbers numina Nunc nymph o'er Olympo PARADISE REGAINED peace Philistines Phoebus praise PSALM Quà quæ quid quoque reign sæpe Sams Samson Satan Saviour shades shalt shame shepherd sing Son of God song soul spirits strength sweet tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi truth Tu quoque ulmo urbe virgin virtue voice wilt
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第203页 - Swinging slow with sullen roar : Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom ; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm.
第196页 - Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before: Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill.
第227页 - But see, the Virgin blest Hath laid her Babe to rest, Time is, our tedious song should here have ending Heaven's youngest-teemed star Hath fix'd her polish'd car, Her sleeping Lord, with handmaid lamp, attending ; And all about the courtly stable Bright-harness'd angels sit in order serviceable.
第221页 - With her great master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour. Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow ; And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded that her maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
第159页 - Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first be^ ing.
第197页 - Hard by, a cottage chimney smokes From betwixt two aged oaks, Where Corydon and Thyrsis, met, Are at their savoury dinner set Of herbs, and other country messes Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses...
第192页 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
第191页 - 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.
第187页 - Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.
第190页 - Built in the eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next, Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.