The Poetical Works of John MiltonRoutledge, 1857 - 570 pages |
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... thou treat'st of in such state As them preserves , and thee inviolate . At once delight and horror on us seize , Thou sing'st with so much gravity and ease ; And above human flight dost soar aloft With plume so strong , so equal , and ...
... thou treat'st of in such state As them preserves , and thee inviolate . At once delight and horror on us seize , Thou sing'st with so much gravity and ease ; And above human flight dost soar aloft With plume so strong , so equal , and ...
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... thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in Heaven and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms 2 Drew after him the third part of Heaven's sons , Conjured against the Highest ; for which both thou ...
... thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in Heaven and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms 2 Drew after him the third part of Heaven's sons , Conjured against the Highest ; for which both thou ...
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John Milton. Thou interposest , that my sudden hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends ; till first I know of thee , What thing thou art , thus double - formed , and why In this infernal vale first met thou call ...
John Milton. Thou interposest , that my sudden hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends ; till first I know of thee , What thing thou art , thus double - formed , and why In this infernal vale first met thou call ...
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... thou seest , Thine own begotten , breaking violent way , Tore through my entrails , that with fear and pain Distorted , all my nether shape thus grew Transformed : but he my inbred cnemy Forth issued , brandishing his fatal dart Made to ...
... thou seest , Thine own begotten , breaking violent way , Tore through my entrails , that with fear and pain Distorted , all my nether shape thus grew Transformed : but he my inbred cnemy Forth issued , brandishing his fatal dart Made to ...
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... thou my author , thou My being gavest me ; whom should I obey But thee ? whom follow ? thou wilt bring me soon To that new world of light and bliss , among The gods who live at ease , 1 where I shall reign At thy right hand voluptuous ...
... thou my author , thou My being gavest me ; whom should I obey But thee ? whom follow ? thou wilt bring me soon To that new world of light and bliss , among The gods who live at ease , 1 where I shall reign At thy right hand voluptuous ...
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Adam ancient angels arms aught beast behold bliss bright burning lake called Chaos cherubim Chimæra cloud Cocytus COMUS creatures dark death deep delight Demogorgon divine dread dwell earth eternal Euphrates evil eyes Faerie Queen fair Father fear fell fire flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hath heard Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour king labour lest light live Lord lost Lycidas MANOAH Messiah Milton mind Moloch morn night o'er pain Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace poem poet praise reign replied river round SAMSON Samson Agonistes Satan says seat seems serpent shade shalt sight Son of God soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste Telassar temper thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree Virgil virtue voice whence winds wings wonder words
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Page 54 - Tunes her nocturnal note: 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 ever-during 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 55 - 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 422 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.
Page 464 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Page 466 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said: — But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 466 - Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain, (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain) He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake ; How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Enow of such as for their bellies' sake Creep, and intrude, and climb into the fold?
Page 111 - His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye pines; With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune His praise.
Page 418 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
Page 423 - Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off Curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar. Or, if the air will not permit, Some still, removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, 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.
Page 405 - 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.