The poetical works of John Milton; to which is prefixed the life of the author

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F.C. & J. Rivington, 1825 - 551 pages
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Page 90 - to the east, had left him there Arraying with reflected purple and gold The clouds that on his western throne attend. • Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their
Page 416 - 1 A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle •well, hut not astound, The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended By a strong siding champion, conscience.
Page 10 - arms. Nine times the space that measures day and night To mortal men, he with his horrid crew Lay vanquished, rolling in the fiery gulf, Confounded, though immortal: but his doom Reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes,
Page 58 - Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair, Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her pow Irradiate; there plant eyes, all
Page 25 - them on: Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell From heaven; for e'en in heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught, divine or holy, else enjoy'd In vision beatific: by him first Men also, and by his suggestion taught,
Page 106 - Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good; and if the night Have gathered aught of evil or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark..' So pray'd they innocent, and to their thoughts Finn peace recover'd soon, and wonted calm. On to their morning's rural work they haste,
Page 406 - Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made hell grant what love did seek; Or call up him that left half-told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife
Page 442 - that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks. The moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth way The triple tyrant: that from these may grow A
Page 402 - His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the com. That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of door he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon
Page 57 - notes than to the Orphean lyre, I sung of Chaos and eternal Night; Taught by the heavenly muse to venture down The dark, descent, and up to reascend, Though hard and rare: thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovereign vital lamp; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in

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