The Poems of John Milton: With Notes, Volume 1Chapman and Hall, 1859 |
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... shaded ; Fair creature , killed too soon by Death's sharp sting ! " Shakespeare , Pass . Pilgrim , x.— 2. timelessly , i.e. untimely , before due time or season . 3. Summer's , etc. , sc . who wouldst have been . 5. on , i.q. of . It is ...
... shaded ; Fair creature , killed too soon by Death's sharp sting ! " Shakespeare , Pass . Pilgrim , x.— 2. timelessly , i.e. untimely , before due time or season . 3. Summer's , etc. , sc . who wouldst have been . 5. on , i.q. of . It is ...
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... shade of tangled thickets mourn . swing ; of which last swinge is only another form ; for like k and ch , the hard and soft g were commutable . Thus ridge is in lowland Scotch , rig ; bridge , brig . T. " Then often swindging with his ...
... shade of tangled thickets mourn . swing ; of which last swinge is only another form ; for like k and ch , the hard and soft g were commutable . Thus ridge is in lowland Scotch , rig ; bridge , brig . T. " Then often swindging with his ...
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... shades and low - browed rocks As ragged as thy locks , And amongst hem it was a common tale That it were gode to here the nightingale Moche rather than the lewde cuccoo sing . " Chauc . Cuc . and Night . - N . 9. bird of hate , i.e. the ...
... shades and low - browed rocks As ragged as thy locks , And amongst hem it was a common tale That it were gode to here the nightingale Moche rather than the lewde cuccoo sing . " Chauc . Cuc . and Night . - N . 9. bird of hate , i.e. the ...
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... shade , And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday , 91 Till the live - long daylight fail ; Then to the spicy nut - brown ale , 100 With stories told of many a feat , How faery Mab the junkets eat ; She was pinched and ...
... shade , And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday , 91 Till the live - long daylight fail ; Then to the spicy nut - brown ale , 100 With stories told of many a feat , How faery Mab the junkets eat ; She was pinched and ...
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... shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove , While yet there was no fear of Jove . 30 Come , pensive Nun , devout and pure , Sober , steadfast , and demure , 16. O'erlaid with blac , i.e. darkened , made black ; not covered with a black veil ...
... shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove , While yet there was no fear of Jove . 30 Come , pensive Nun , devout and pure , Sober , steadfast , and demure , 16. O'erlaid with blac , i.e. darkened , made black ; not covered with a black veil ...
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Alluding Angels Arethuse arms behold bliss bright called Carm chariot Chaucer Cherub Cherubim clouds comp Comus dæmon dark death deep delight divine doth earth eternal eyes Faerie Queen fair Father fear fire flame flowers glory gods gold golden grace hand hath head Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour hypallage King L'Allegro Lady Latin light Lord Lost Lycidas means Milton mind morn Muse Newton night o'er orbs original editions Ovid Paradise Paradise Lost perhaps Pneumatology poem poet praise probably Ptolemaic system reign round Satan says seems sense shade sing song SONNET soul spake Spenser Spirits stars stood stream sweet Tasso thee thence Theog things thou hast thought throne Todd unto verse viii Virg Warton whence winds wings word zeugma δὲ καὶ τε
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Page 95 - Virtue could see to do what Virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings That in the various bustle of resort Were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired. 380 He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Page 132 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream ; Ay me ! I fondly dream — Had ye been there...
Page 344 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold ; and next to life, 220 Our death, the Tree of Knowledge, grew fast by, Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill.
Page 167 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Page 363 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Page 204 - 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 363 - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and...
Page 302 - 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 271 - As when from mountain-tops the dusky clouds Ascending, while the north wind sleeps, o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face, the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow, or shower ; If chance the radiant sun with farewell sweet Extend his evening beam, the fields revive, ' The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds Attest their joy, that hill and valley rings.
Page 168 - 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. What supports me, dost thou ask? The conscience, friend, to have lost them...