The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Volumes 3-41807 |
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... Lost be the flower of epic poesy , and the noblest effort of genius , yet here are other poems which are no less excellent in their kind , and if they have not that sublimity and majesty , are at least equally beautiful and pleasing to ...
... Lost be the flower of epic poesy , and the noblest effort of genius , yet here are other poems which are no less excellent in their kind , and if they have not that sublimity and majesty , are at least equally beautiful and pleasing to ...
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... lost , now sing Recover'd Paradise to all mankind , By one Man's firm obedience fully try'd Through all temptation , and the Tempter foil'd In all his wiles , defeated and repuls'd , And Eden rais'd in the waste wilderness . Thou Spirit ...
... lost , now sing Recover'd Paradise to all mankind , By one Man's firm obedience fully try'd Through all temptation , and the Tempter foil'd In all his wiles , defeated and repuls'd , And Eden rais'd in the waste wilderness . Thou Spirit ...
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... 'd , and rul'd In manner at our will th ' affairs of Earth , Since Adam and his facil consort Eve Lost Paradise deceiv'd by me , though since 50 60 With dread attending when that fatal wound Shall be PARADISE REGAIN'D . Book I.
... 'd , and rul'd In manner at our will th ' affairs of Earth , Since Adam and his facil consort Eve Lost Paradise deceiv'd by me , though since 50 60 With dread attending when that fatal wound Shall be PARADISE REGAIN'D . Book I.
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... lost By fallacy surpriz'd . But first I mean To exercise him in the wilderness , There he shall first lay down the rudiments Of his great warfare , ere I send him forth To conquer Sin and Death , the two grand foes , By humiliation and ...
... lost By fallacy surpriz'd . But first I mean To exercise him in the wilderness , There he shall first lay down the rudiments Of his great warfare , ere I send him forth To conquer Sin and Death , the two grand foes , By humiliation and ...
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... lost Much lustre of my native brightness , lost To be belov'd of God , I have not lost B 2 PARADISE REGAIN'D . 19.
... lost Much lustre of my native brightness , lost To be belov'd of God , I have not lost B 2 PARADISE REGAIN'D . 19.
Palavras e frases frequentes
Amor angels Arethuse arms Atque behold bright cataphracts Chebar CHOR clouds Comus Dagon dark death didst divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes glorious glory gods Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heav'n heav'nly holy honour ipse Israel Jehovah Jove kings Lady light live Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah mihi MILTON morning mortal Muse never night numbers numina nymph o'er once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. x P. L. xi PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise Psalm quæ quid reply'd round Samson Samson Agonistes shades shalt shame Shepherd sing solemn Son of God song sorrow soul spirits strength sweet thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi virgin virtue wild wilt winds wings words
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Página 192 - 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
Página 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Página 190 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Página 146 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Página 197 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Página 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 35 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Página 30 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.