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... Who by his all - commanding might Did fill the new - made world with light , And caused the golden - tressed sun All the day long his course to run ; The horned moon to shine by night Amongst her spangled xii LIFE OF MILTON .
... Who by his all - commanding might Did fill the new - made world with light , And caused the golden - tressed sun All the day long his course to run ; The horned moon to shine by night Amongst her spangled xii LIFE OF MILTON .
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John Milton. The horned moon to shine by night Amongst her spangled sisters bright . He with his thunder - clasping hand Smote the first - born of Egypt land ; And , in despite of Pharaoh fell , He brought from thence his Israel . The ...
John Milton. The horned moon to shine by night Amongst her spangled sisters bright . He with his thunder - clasping hand Smote the first - born of Egypt land ; And , in despite of Pharaoh fell , He brought from thence his Israel . The ...
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... night and day . -COWPER . Gray , a century afterwards , wrote tripos verses , at Cambridge , on the subject- " Anne Luna est habitabilis ? " In 1627 , anno ætatis 18 , Milton wrote his elegy , " Ad Thomam Junium præceptorem suum , apud ...
... night and day . -COWPER . Gray , a century afterwards , wrote tripos verses , at Cambridge , on the subject- " Anne Luna est habitabilis ? " In 1627 , anno ætatis 18 , Milton wrote his elegy , " Ad Thomam Junium præceptorem suum , apud ...
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... night - lamp . I prefer his allusions to the fables of Gothic romance rather than to the pantheon of the classics , which does not carry with it any part of our belief . Our imaginations can easily enter into the superstitions of the ...
... night - lamp . I prefer his allusions to the fables of Gothic romance rather than to the pantheon of the classics , which does not carry with it any part of our belief . Our imaginations can easily enter into the superstitions of the ...
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... Again : down to the end . Thus , Night. down to Him that yon soars on golden wing , the far - off curfew sound , Over some wide - water'd shore , Swinging slow with sullen roar . * Alexander More . LIFE OF MILTON . xxiii.
... Again : down to the end . Thus , Night. down to Him that yon soars on golden wing , the far - off curfew sound , Over some wide - water'd shore , Swinging slow with sullen roar . * Alexander More . LIFE OF MILTON . xxiii.
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Page 113 - Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime both in longer and shorter works, as have also long since our best English tragedies, as a thing of itself, to all judicious ears, trivial and of no true musical delight; which consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Page 175 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark 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.
Page 175 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page xvi - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page xxx - Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun-clad power of Chastity Fain would I something say; — yet to what end? Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery That must be uttered to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy present lot.
Page 122 - The seat of desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can...
Page 124 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Page lxxx - Those other two, equalled with me in fate So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris, and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
Page 174 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Page 195 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.