The Poetical Works of John Milton ...Bell and Daldy, 1866 |
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... Amor cosa mai volse indarno . foss ' il mio cuor lento e'l duro seno pianta dal ciel si buon terreno . 10 nir ] Petrarch Canz . xxxvii . Imbrunir veggio la owle . 200 SONNETS . CANZONE . RIDONSI donne e giovani amorosi.
... Amor cosa mai volse indarno . foss ' il mio cuor lento e'l duro seno pianta dal ciel si buon terreno . 10 nir ] Petrarch Canz . xxxvii . Imbrunir veggio la owle . 200 SONNETS . CANZONE . RIDONSI donne e giovani amorosi.
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... amor , e come t'osi ? Dinne , se la tua speme sia mai vana , E de pensieri lo miglior t'arrivi ; Cosi mi van burlando , altri rivi Altri lidi t'aspettan , ed altre onde Nelle cui verdi sponde Spuntati ad hor , ad hor a la tua chioma L ...
... amor , e come t'osi ? Dinne , se la tua speme sia mai vana , E de pensieri lo miglior t'arrivi ; Cosi mi van burlando , altri rivi Altri lidi t'aspettan , ed altre onde Nelle cui verdi sponde Spuntati ad hor , ad hor a la tua chioma L ...
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... Amor mise l'insanabil ago . VII . ON HIS BEING ARRIVED TO OF TWENTY - THREE . How soon hath Time , the subtle thie Stol'n on his wing my three and tw My hasting days fly on with full c But my late spring no bud or bloss Perhaps my ...
... Amor mise l'insanabil ago . VII . ON HIS BEING ARRIVED TO OF TWENTY - THREE . How soon hath Time , the subtle thie Stol'n on his wing my three and tw My hasting days fly on with full c But my late spring no bud or bloss Perhaps my ...
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... amor : Nuda nec arva placent , umbrasque negantia molles ; Quam male Phœbicolis convenit ille locus ! Nec duri libet usque minas perferre Magistri , 15 4 Vergivium ] Drayton's Polyolb . s . i . p . 656 , vol . ii . ' these rough ...
... amor : Nuda nec arva placent , umbrasque negantia molles ; Quam male Phœbicolis convenit ille locus ! Nec duri libet usque minas perferre Magistri , 15 4 Vergivium ] Drayton's Polyolb . s . i . p . 656 , vol . ii . ' these rough ...
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... amor nescit , dum quoque nescit , amat . tatum furiosa Tragoedia sceptrum t , et effusis crinibus ora rotat ; et specto , juvat et spectasse dolendo , m et lacrymis dulcis amaror inest ; 40 No authority for hoc ' being short . Tickell ...
... amor nescit , dum quoque nescit , amat . tatum furiosa Tragoedia sceptrum t , et effusis crinibus ora rotat ; et specto , juvat et spectasse dolendo , m et lacrymis dulcis amaror inest ; 40 No authority for hoc ' being short . Tickell ...
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aëre agni Amor ANNO atque Benlowes's Theophila carmina CHOR choros COMUS Dagon dark death didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth Du Bartas earth ELEGIARUM LIBER enemies Euripid fair feast foes glory habet Hæc hand hast hath head hear heav'n honour igne illa ille inchanter ipse Israel jam non vacat kings Lady Lord lumina LYCIDAS mihi Milton MISCELLANEOUS POEMS modo mortal Muse Newton night numina Nymphs o'er Olympo Ovid peace pectora Philistian praise PSALM quæ quam quid quis quoque sæpe SAMS SAMSON AGONISTES Shakesp Shepherd sibi sing song soul strength Summanus sweet syllable SYLVARUM LIBER Sylvester's Du Bartas tandem Telegoni thee Theophila thou art thought thyself tibi Todd Tu quoque ulmo urbe Virg virgin virtue Warton Warton's note whist winds words
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Page 10 - Thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul, She all in every part; why was the sight To such a tender ball as th
Page 143 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Page 86 - What might this be ? A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes, and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Page 97 - Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt ; And, in clear dream and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear ; Till oft converse with...
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 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 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 246 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page 174 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol, all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue.
Page 10 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?