The Poetical Works of Milton, Young, Gray, Beattie, and Collins: Complete in One VolumeJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1867 |
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... hast not missed one thought that could be fit , And all that was improper dost omit : So that no room is here for writers left , But to detect their ignorance or theft . That majesty , which through ... hath laid XXX ENCOMIUMS UPON MILTON .
... hast not missed one thought that could be fit , And all that was improper dost omit : So that no room is here for writers left , But to detect their ignorance or theft . That majesty , which through ... hath laid XXX ENCOMIUMS UPON MILTON .
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... Hath lost us Heaven , and all this mighty host And thence in Heav'n called Satan , with bold words In horrible destruction laid thus low , Breaking the horrid silence thus began . As far as the gods and heavenly essences " If thou beest ...
... Hath lost us Heaven , and all this mighty host And thence in Heav'n called Satan , with bold words In horrible destruction laid thus low , Breaking the horrid silence thus began . As far as the gods and heavenly essences " If thou beest ...
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... hath equalled , force hath made sa- preme Above his equals ! Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells . Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal world ! and thou , profoundest hell , Receive thy new possessor ! one who brings A mind ...
... hath equalled , force hath made sa- preme Above his equals ! Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells . Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal world ! and thou , profoundest hell , Receive thy new possessor ! one who brings A mind ...
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... Hath vexed the Red Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they pursued The sojourners of Goshen , who beheld From the safe shore their floating carcasses And broken chariot ...
... Hath vexed the Red Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they pursued The sojourners of Goshen , who beheld From the safe shore their floating carcasses And broken chariot ...
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... Hath scathed the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singed top their stately growth , though bare Stands on the blasted heath . He now prepared To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half enclose ...
... Hath scathed the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singed top their stately growth , though bare Stands on the blasted heath . He now prepared To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half enclose ...
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Page 162 - Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the...
Page 8 - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Page 155 - I hear the far-off curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or, if the air will not permit, Some still, removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth Save the cricket on the hearth Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 154 - Hard by a cottage chimney smokes From betwixt two aged oaks, Where Corydon and Thyrsis met Are at their savoury dinner set Of herbs and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses...
Page 158 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. Ah; who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge?
Page 155 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshy nook: And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptr'd pall come sweeping by Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage.
Page 154 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes .Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry ; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 162 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 135 - 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 153 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...