The Poetical Works of John MiltonT. Tegg, 1842 - 767 pages |
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... admiration , observes , " this sort of imagery , so much admired in Milton , appears to me to be much more practicable than many readers seem to suppose . " " I bade adieu to bolts and bars , And soar'd with angels to the stars , Like ...
... admiration , observes , " this sort of imagery , so much admired in Milton , appears to me to be much more practicable than many readers seem to suppose . " " I bade adieu to bolts and bars , And soar'd with angels to the stars , Like ...
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... admiration of Chaucer , " the father of English poetry , " says Warton , " who is here distinguished by a story remarkable for the wildness of its invention ; and hence Milton seems to make a very pertinent and natural transition to ...
... admiration of Chaucer , " the father of English poetry , " says Warton , " who is here distinguished by a story remarkable for the wildness of its invention ; and hence Milton seems to make a very pertinent and natural transition to ...
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... admiration or dislike of this poem is an infallible test whether a reader has or has not a poetical taste : he who is not enraptured with it can have no genuine idea of poetry . If we are asked what puts all within the range of mind ...
... admiration or dislike of this poem is an infallible test whether a reader has or has not a poetical taste : he who is not enraptured with it can have no genuine idea of poetry . If we are asked what puts all within the range of mind ...
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... admiration and heart had been won by the poet's " Comus , " gave him his advice and recommendations . At Florence , Rome , and Naples , he was received with applause and kindness by all the most eminent literati . He , who had been ...
... admiration and heart had been won by the poet's " Comus , " gave him his advice and recommendations . At Florence , Rome , and Naples , he was received with applause and kindness by all the most eminent literati . He , who had been ...
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... admire Nature unwither'd , and a mind entire . O , might so true a friend to me belong , So skill'd to grace the votaries of song , Should I recall hereafter into rhyme The kings and heroes of my native clime ; Arthur the chief , who ...
... admire Nature unwither'd , and a mind entire . O , might so true a friend to me belong , So skill'd to grace the votaries of song , Should I recall hereafter into rhyme The kings and heroes of my native clime ; Arthur the chief , who ...
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Page lxxvii - her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of eve or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and cver-during dark .Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men
Page lxxxiv - And I looked, and beheld a pale horse, and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him : and power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with sickness, and with the beasts of the earth.
Page 521 - harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose ; But musical as is Apollo's lute ", And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns. El. Br. List, list ; I hear Some far-off halloo break the silent air. Sec. Br. Methought so too ; what should it be ? El. Br. For certain Either some one like us
Page 586 - Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures ', Whilst the landskip round it measures ; *• Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray ; Mountains on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pide, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide : Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in
Page 576 - In : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more *. Return, Alpheus ; the dread voice is past. That shrunk thy streams"; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers
Page xcviii - Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; 0, raise us up ! return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thou hadst a voice, whose sound was like the sea : Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart : Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free
Page 612 - Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese that roll'd Mother with infant down the rocks *. Their moans The vales redoubled to the lulls, and they To Heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all
Page 93 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on
Page 612 - ON HIS BLINDNESS. WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide *, Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He, returning, chide ; " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied
Page 506 - dire*, And aery tongues that syllable " men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended By a strong-siding champion. Conscience.— O, welcome, pure-eyed Faith ; white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings * ; And thou.