The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volume 3William Pickering, 1832 |
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... inchanter though disguis'd , Enter'd the very lime - twigs of his spells , And yet came off : if you have this about you , ( As I will give you when we go ) you may Boldly assault the necromancer's hall ; Where if he be , with dauntless ...
... inchanter though disguis'd , Enter'd the very lime - twigs of his spells , And yet came off : if you have this about you , ( As I will give you when we go ) you may Boldly assault the necromancer's hall ; Where if he be , with dauntless ...
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... inchanter ' scape ? 819 O ye mistook , ye should have snatch'd his wand , And bound him fast ; without his rod revers'd , And backward mutters of dissevering power , We cannot free the Lady that sits here In stony fetters fix'd , and ...
... inchanter ' scape ? 819 O ye mistook , ye should have snatch'd his wand , And bound him fast ; without his rod revers'd , And backward mutters of dissevering power , We cannot free the Lady that sits here In stony fetters fix'd , and ...
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... inchanter vile . SABR . Shepherd , ' tis my office best To help insnared chastity : Brightest Lady , look on me ; Thus I sprinkle on thy breast Drops that from my fountain pure I have kept of precious cure , Thrice upon thy finger's tip ...
... inchanter vile . SABR . Shepherd , ' tis my office best To help insnared chastity : Brightest Lady , look on me ; Thus I sprinkle on thy breast Drops that from my fountain pure I have kept of precious cure , Thrice upon thy finger's tip ...
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agni Amor ANTISTROPHE Arethuse atque Benlowes's Theophila blind bright CHOR choro Circe Comus Dagon dark death divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth Du Bartas earth enemies Euripides eyes fair fear feast Fletcher's flocks foes fræna glory Goddess Gods Hæc hand hath head hear heav'n honour igne illa ille inchanter ipse Israel jam non vacat Jove Lady light Locrine Lord Lycidas Manoah MESS mihi Milton mortal Muse never Newton night numina nunc Nymphs o'er Olympo Ovid peace Philistines Poems pow'r praise PSALM quæ quam quid quoque sæpe SAMS Samson shades Shakesp Shepherd sing song soul spirits strength sweet Sylvester's Du Bartas thee Theophila thine thou art thou hast thought thyself tibi Todd Tu quoque ulmo Virg virgin virtue Warton Warton's note winds wood words
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Page 146 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. 130 Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 126 - Alas ! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair...
Page 169 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling: She knew such harmony alone Could hold all heaven and earth in happier union.
Page 132 - Where the great Vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold; Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth : And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Page 147 - 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, 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...
Page 214 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Page 139 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Page 246 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page 215 - The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
Page 137 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.