The Complete Poetical Works of John Milton: With Explanatory Notes and a Life of the Author, by H. Stebbing. To which is Prefixed Dr. Channing's Essay on the Poetical Genius of MiltonD. Appleton & Company, 1846 - 552 pages |
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... thou that traitor Angel , art thou He , Who first broke peace in Heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of Heav'n's sons , Conjśred against the High'st , for which both thou ...
... thou that traitor Angel , art thou He , Who first broke peace in Heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of Heav'n's sons , Conjśred against the High'st , for which both thou ...
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... thou art , thus double - form'd , and why In this infernal vale first met thou call'st 745 Me Father , and that phantasm call'st my Son ; I know thee not , nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee . T'whom thus the ...
... thou art , thus double - form'd , and why In this infernal vale first met thou call'st 745 Me Father , and that phantasm call'st my Son ; I know thee not , nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee . T'whom thus the ...
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... thou and Death 840 Shall dwell at ease , and up and down unseen Wing silently the buxom air , embalm'd With odours : there ye shall be fed and fill'd Immeasurably , all things shall ... Thou art my father , thou my author 62 PARADISE LOST .
... thou and Death 840 Shall dwell at ease , and up and down unseen Wing silently the buxom air , embalm'd With odours : there ye shall be fed and fill'd Immeasurably , all things shall ... Thou art my father , thou my author 62 PARADISE LOST .
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... thou my author , thou My being gav'st 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 , where I shall reign At thy right hand voluptuous ...
... thou my author , thou My being gav'st 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 , where I shall reign At thy right hand voluptuous ...
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... Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave His prey , nor suffer my unspotted soul For ever with corruption there to dwell ; But I shall rise victorious , and ... Thou therefore whom thou only canst redeem , Their nature BOOK III . 75.
... Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave His prey , nor suffer my unspotted soul For ever with corruption there to dwell ; But I shall rise victorious , and ... Thou therefore whom thou only canst redeem , Their nature BOOK III . 75.
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Page 109 - such prompt eloquence Flow'd from their lips, in prose or num'rous verse, More tuneable than needed lute or harp 151 To add more sweetness ; and they thus began : These are thy glorious works, Parent of Good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Heav'ns
Page 413 - Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, Nods and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, And love to live in dimple sleek; 30 Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides, Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe,
Page 19 - Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 200 Rivers, or mountains, on her spotty globe. His spear, to equal which the tallest pine
Page 447 - HORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire 5 Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing,
Page 421 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step, and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes : 40 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 415 - sh *aid, And he by friar's lantern led ; Tells how the drudging goblin swet, 105 To earn his cream-bowl duly set, When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, 110 And,
Page 430 - Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky; So Lycidas sunk low, but
Page 423 - That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride; US And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of turneys and of trophies hung, Of forests and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Page 397 - tongues, that syllable men's names On sands, and shores, and desert wildernesses. These thoughts may startle well, but not astound 210 The virtuous mind, that ever walks attended By a strong siding champion, Conscience.— 0 welcome pure-eyed Faith, white-handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings, And thou
Page 30 - land Men call'd him Mulciber ; and how he fell 740 From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a