The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, 3–4. köide1807 |
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... Thou Spirit , who led'st this glorious eremite Into the desert , his victorious field , Against the spiritual foe , and brought'st him thence By proof th ' undoubted Son of God , inspire , 11 As thou art wont , my prompted song else ...
... Thou Spirit , who led'st this glorious eremite Into the desert , his victorious field , Against the spiritual foe , and brought'st him thence By proof th ' undoubted Son of God , inspire , 11 As thou art wont , my prompted song else ...
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... thou shalt behold , 130 Thou and all angels conversant on Earth With man or men's affairs , how I begin To verify that solemn message late , On which I sent thee to the Virgin pure In Gallilee , that she should bear a son Great in ...
... thou shalt behold , 130 Thou and all angels conversant on Earth With man or men's affairs , how I begin To verify that solemn message late , On which I sent thee to the Virgin pure In Gallilee , that she should bear a son Great in ...
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... Thou should'st be great , and sit on David's throne , And of thy kingdom there should be no end . 241 At thy nativity a glorious quire Of angels in the fields of Bethlehem sung To shepherds watching at their folds by night , And told ...
... Thou should'st be great , and sit on David's throne , And of thy kingdom there should be no end . 241 At thy nativity a glorious quire Of angels in the fields of Bethlehem sung To shepherds watching at their folds by night , And told ...
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... thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt thou save thyself and us relieve With food , whereof we wretched seldom taste . He ended , and the Son of God reply'd : Think'st thou such ...
... thou be the Son of God , command That out of these hard stones be made thee bread , So shalt thou save thyself and us relieve With food , whereof we wretched seldom taste . He ended , and the Son of God reply'd : Think'st thou such ...
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... thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? Whom thus answer'd the Arch - fiend now un- disguis'd : ' Tis true , I am that Spirit unfortunate , Who leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt Kept not my ...
... thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? Whom thus answer'd the Arch - fiend now un- disguis'd : ' Tis true , I am that Spirit unfortunate , Who leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt Kept not my ...
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Amor angels Arethuse arms Atque behold bright cataphracts Chebar CHOR clouds Comus Dagon dark death didst divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes glorious glory gods H¿c hand hath head hear heard Heav'n heav'nly holy honour ipse Israel Jehovah Jove kings Lady light live Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah mihi MILTON morning mortal Muse never night numbers numina nymph o'er once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. x P. L. xi PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise Psalm qu¿ quid reply'd round Samson Samson Agonistes shades shalt shame Shepherd sing solemn Son of God song sorrow soul spirits strength sweet thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi virgin virtue wild wilt winds wings words
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Page 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 190 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 146 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 197 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 35 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Page 30 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.