The Poetical Works of John Milton: Paradise regined, Samson Agonistes, Comus, Arcades, and other poemsBohn, 1861 |
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... thou art wont , my prompted song , else mute , And bear through height or depth of nature's bounds , With prosperous wing full summ'd , to tell of deeds Above heroic , though in secret done , And unrecorded left through many an age ...
... thou art wont , my prompted song , else mute , And bear through height or depth of nature's bounds , With prosperous wing full summ'd , to tell of deeds Above heroic , though in secret done , And unrecorded left through many an age ...
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... thy thoughts , O son , but nourish them , and let them soar To what height sacred virtue and true worth Can raise them , though above example high ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless Sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal ...
... thy thoughts , O son , but nourish them , and let them soar To what height sacred virtue and true worth Can raise them , though above example high ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless Sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal ...
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John Milton. Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? " Whom thus answer'd the arch - fiend , now undisguised : " " Tis true , I am that spirit unfortunate , Who , leagued with millions more in rash revolt , Kept not my happy station ...
John Milton. Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? " Whom thus answer'd the arch - fiend , now undisguised : " " Tis true , I am that spirit unfortunate , Who , leagued with millions more in rash revolt , Kept not my happy station ...
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... thou grievest , composed of lies From the beginning , and in lies wilt end ; Who boast'st release from hell , and ... art serviceable to heaven's King . Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts , or pleasure to do ill excites ...
... thou grievest , composed of lies From the beginning , and in lies wilt end ; Who boast'st release from hell , and ... art serviceable to heaven's King . Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts , or pleasure to do ill excites ...
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... thou art placed above me , thou art Lord : From thee I can , and must , submiss , endure Check or reproof , and glad to ' scape so quit . Hard are the ways of truth , and rough to walk , Smooth on the tongue discoursed , pleasing to the ...
... thou art placed above me , thou art Lord : From thee I can , and must , submiss , endure Check or reproof , and glad to ' scape so quit . Hard are the ways of truth , and rough to walk , Smooth on the tongue discoursed , pleasing to the ...
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: Paradise regain'd. Samson agonistes ... John Milton Visualização de excertos - 1952 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
aëre agni Amor angels Atque aught behold bright canst captive choro Comus Dagon dark death deeds Deûm didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes fræna glorious glory gods Hæc hand hath hear heard heaven holy honour igne illa ille ipse Israel jam non vacat Jehovah Jesus kings Lady light Lord lumina Lycidas malè Manoah mihi mortal Muse night numbers numina Nunc nymph o'er Olympo PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace Philistines praise PSALM quæ quid quoque reign sæpe Sams Samson Satan Saviour shades shalt shame shepherd sing Son of God song soul spake 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 winds wings
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Página 138 - 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 205 - Or the unseen genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloisters pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antic pillars massy proof, And storied windows, richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Página 204 - Or call up him that left half -told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride...
Página 237 - 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 thee long.
Página 190 - What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain? And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory: They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon stray 'd; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.
Página 220 - Muse, shall not thy sacred vein Afford a present to the Infant God ? Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain To welcome him to this his new abode, . Now while the heaven, by the sun's team untrod, Hath took no print of the approaching light, And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright?
Página 189 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
Página 198 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. 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, 140 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 159 - 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.
Página 195 - 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: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...