The Poetical Works of John Milton, 2. köideS. Andrus, 1852 |
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Page 305
... mihi lepidum tellus longinqua sodalem Debet , at unde brevi reddere jussa velit . Me tenet urbs refluâ quam Thamesis alluit undâ , Meque nec invitum patria dulcis habet . Jam nec arundiferum mihi cura revisere Camum , Nec dudum vetiti ...
... mihi lepidum tellus longinqua sodalem Debet , at unde brevi reddere jussa velit . Me tenet urbs refluâ quam Thamesis alluit undâ , Meque nec invitum patria dulcis habet . Jam nec arundiferum mihi cura revisere Camum , Nec dudum vetiti ...
Page 310
... mihi visus eram lato spatiarier agro , Heu nequit ingenium visa referre meum . Illic puniceâ radiabant omnia luce , Ut matutino cum juga sole rubent . Ac veluti cum pandit opes Thaumantia proles , Vestitu nituit multicolore solum . Non ...
... mihi visus eram lato spatiarier agro , Heu nequit ingenium visa referre meum . Illic puniceâ radiabant omnia luce , Ut matutino cum juga sole rubent . Ac veluti cum pandit opes Thaumantia proles , Vestitu nituit multicolore solum . Non ...
Page 311
... mihi subito Pr¿sul Wintonius astat , Sidereum nitido fulsit in ore jubar ; Vestis ad auratos defluxit candida talos ... mihi cum tenebris aurea pulsa quies . Flebam turbatos Cephaleiâ pellice somnos , Talia contingant somnia s¿pe mihi ...
... mihi subito Pr¿sul Wintonius astat , Sidereum nitido fulsit in ore jubar ; Vestis ad auratos defluxit candida talos ... mihi cum tenebris aurea pulsa quies . Flebam turbatos Cephaleiâ pellice somnos , Talia contingant somnia s¿pe mihi ...
Page 312
... mihi quot pelagi , quot montes interjecti Me faciunt aliâ parte carere mei ! Charior ille mihi quàm tu doctissime Graium Cliniadi , pronepos qui Telamonis erat ; Quàmque Stagirites generoso magnus alumno , Quem peperit Lybico Chaonis ...
... mihi quot pelagi , quot montes interjecti Me faciunt aliâ parte carere mei ! Charior ille mihi quàm tu doctissime Graium Cliniadi , pronepos qui Telamonis erat ; Quàmque Stagirites generoso magnus alumno , Quem peperit Lybico Chaonis ...
Page 313
John Milton. Necdum ejus licuit mihi lumina pascere vultu , Aut lingu¿ dulces aure bibisse sonos . Vade igitur , cursuque Eurum pr¿verte sonorum , Quam sit opus monitis res docet , ipsa vides . Invenies dulci cum conjuge fortè sedentem ...
John Milton. Necdum ejus licuit mihi lumina pascere vultu , Aut lingu¿ dulces aure bibisse sonos . Vade igitur , cursuque Eurum pr¿verte sonorum , Quam sit opus monitis res docet , ipsa vides . Invenies dulci cum conjuge fortè sedentem ...
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aëre agni Amor angels ANTISTROPHE Atque aught behold canst choro cœli cœlo Comus Dagon dark death deeds Deûm didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth dread earth enemies etiam eyes fair fame father fear feast foes fr¿na glorious glory gods habet H¿c hand hath hear heard heaven hinc holy honour igne illa ille ipse Israel jam non vacat Jesus kings Lady Lord lumina Lycidas malè Manoah mihi mortal night numbers numina Nunc nymphs o'er Olympo PARADISE REGAINED peace Philistines praise PSALM Quà qu¿ quid quoque reign round s¿pe Sams Samson Satan Saviour shades shalt shame shepherd sing Son of God song soul spirits strength sweet tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi truth Tu quoque ulmo urbe virgin virtue voice wilt
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Page 207 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers...
Page 206 - 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 220 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Page 216 - But hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's...
Page 168 - And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Page 238 - She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow, And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Page 213 - While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before. Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, .Through the high wood echoing shrill.
Page 222 - Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars...
Page 216 - 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 159 - Their merry wakes and pastimes keep : What hath night to do with sleep? Night hath better sweets to prove; Venus now wakes, and wakens Love. Come, let us our rites begin; Tis only daylight that makes sin, Which these dun shades will ne'er report. Hail, goddess of nocturnal sport, Dark-veil'd Cotytto, to whom the secret flame Of midnight torches burns!