The Poetical Works of John Milton: With a Memoir, and Critical Remarks on His Genius and Writings, Volume 1 |
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Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song , That with no middle flight intends to soar Above the Aonian mount ...
Rose out of chaos : or , if Sion hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song , That with no middle flight intends to soar Above the Aonian mount ...
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Page xviii - stated, it was not till Milton had fought his way through middle life, in state controversies—when old, and blind, and poor, his genius, at length (to accommodate a magnificent figure of his own,) " mewing," like "an eagle, her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full mid-day beam
Page 225 - And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised God and his works: Creator him they sung, Both when first evening was, and when first morn. "Again, God said, 'Let there be firmament Amid the waters, and let it divide The waters from the waters ;' and God made The firmament, expanse of liquid pure, Transparent, elemental air, diffused
Page 65 - reason'd high Of providence, fore-knowledge, will, and fate ; Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost. Of good and evil much they argued then : Of happiness and final misery, Passion and apathy, and glory and shame, Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy : Yet with a pleasing sorcery, could charm
Page 118 - Mozambique, off at sea north-east winds blow Sabean odours from the spicy shore Of Araby the Blest; with such delay Well pleased they slack their course, and many a league Cheer'd with the grateful smell, old Ocean smiles. So entertain'd those odorous sweets the fiend, Who came their bane : though with them better pleased Than
Page 33 - With lust and violence the house of God ? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury and outrage : and when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Page xxxii - poem,) as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine ; like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher-fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her
Page xxxvi - (For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense,) Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute. And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Page xxxii - or the trencher-fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her syren daughters, but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all knowledge and utterance, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
Page 65 - forth the aery knights, and couch their spears, Till thickest legions close ; with feats of arms From either end of heaven the welkin burns. Others, with vast Typhœan rage, more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air In whirlwind ; hell scarce holds the wild uproar. As when Alcides, from Œchalia
Page 396 - Is fortitude to highest victory; And to the faithful, death the gate of life ; Taught this by his example, whom I now Acknowledge my Redeemer ever blest." To whom thus also the angel last replied : "This having learn'd, thou hast attain'd the sum Of wisdom ; hope no higher, though all the stars Thou