The works of John Milton in verse and prose, with a life of the author by J. Mitford, Volume 2

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Page x - warping on the Eaftern Wind, That ore the Realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like Night, and darken'd all the Land of Nile : So numberlefs were thofe bad Angels feen Hovering on wing under the Cope of Hell 'Twixt upper, nether, and furrounding Fires; Till, as a fignal giv'n, th' uplifted Spear Of their great Sultan waving to
Page x - Their great Commander; Godlike fhapes and forms Excelling human, Princely Dignities, 359 And Powers that earft in Heaven fat on Thrones ; Though of their Names in heav'nly Records now Be no memorial, blotted out and ras'd By thir Rebellion, from the Books of Life. Nor had they yet among the Sons of Eve Got them new
Page 179 - learne, That not to know at large of things remote 191 From ufe, obfcure and futtle, but to know That which before us lies in daily life, Is the prime Wifdom, what is more, is fume, Or emptinefs, or fond impertinence, And renders us in things that moft concerne Unpradlis'd, unprepar'd, and ftill to feek. Therefore from this high pitch let us
Page 17 - devis'd By Satan, and in part propos'd : for whence, 380 But from the Author of all ill could Spring So deep a malice, to confound the race Of mankind in one root, and Earth with Hell To mingle and involve, done all to fpite The great Creatour ? but thir fpite
Page 64 - heads; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance from what flate 1 fell, how glorious once above thy
Page 285 - The rule of not too much, by temperance taught In what thou eatft and drinkft, feeking from thence Due nourishment, not gluttonous delight, 530 Till many years over thy head return : So maift thou live, till like ripe Fruit thou drop Into thy Mothers lap, or be with eafe Gatherd, not harfhly pluckt, for death mature:
Page 193 - happie, and love, but firft of all Him whom to love is to obey, and keep His great command; take heed leaft Paffion fway Thy Judgement to do aught, which elfe free Will Would not admit; thine and of all thy Sons The weal or woe in thee is plac't; beware. I in thy perfevering
Page 162 - with bright Rayes, jocond to run His Longitude through Heav'ns high rode: the gray Dawn, and the Pleiades before him danc'd Shedding fweet influence : lefs bright the Moon, But oppofite in leveld Weft was fet His mirror, with full face borrowing her Light From him, for other light me needed none In that
Page 2 - Sheer o're the Chryftal Battlements: from Morn To Noon he fell, from Noon to dewy Eve, A Summers day; and with the fetting Sun Dropt from the Zenith like a falling Star, On Lemnos th
Page 157 - at hand, Celeftial Equipage ; and now came forth Spontaneous, for within them Spirit livd, Attendant on thir Lord: Heav'n op'nd wide Her ever during Gates, Harmonious found On golden Hinges moving, to let forth The King of Glorie in his powerful Word And Spirit coming to create new Worlds. On heav'nly ground they flood, and from the

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