 In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons, Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless—like that pygmean race 780 Beyond the Indian mount ; or faery elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest-side Or fountain, some belated peasant...  Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books - Page 24by John Milton - 1903 - 372 pagesFull view - About this book
 | University magazine - 1851 - 796 pages
...the old chroniclers, who loved to speak of " Fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitrées, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course." • Strongly fixed. t Much. Husbandman.... | |
 | John Milton - 1851 - 644 pages
...elves, Whoso midnight revels, by a forest side Or fountain, some belated peasant sees Or dreams ho sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth 785 Wheels her pale course; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his oar... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 472 pages
...crowd Swarm'd and were straiten'd; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder! They, but now who seem'd In bigness to surpass earth's giant sons Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless, like that pygmean race Beyond the Indian mount: or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels,... | |
 | John Milton - 1852 - 622 pages
...warm'd and were straiten'd ; till, the signal given, Behold a wonderf They hut now who seem'd In higness to surpass earth's giant sons, Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numherless, like that pyginean race 780 Beyond the Indian mount; or fairy elves, IVhoss midnight revels,... | |
 | George Frederick Graham - English literature - 1852 - 570 pages
...crowd 630 Swarmed and were straitened; till, the signal given, Behold a wonder! They but now who seemed In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons, Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow space Throng numberless, like that Pygmaean race 635 Beyond the Indian mount 5 ; or fairy elves, Whose... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...that Pygmean race Whose midnight revels, by a forest side Beyond the Indian mount: or faery elves, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams...overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course: they, on their mirth and da Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; At once... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1853 - 202 pages
...which they revelled, and it is rarely now that— -Fairy elves Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams...over-head the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earih "Wheels her pale course; " —very rarely now that they are seen or even talked of in " the Green... | |
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