The Poetical Works of John Milton: To which is Prefixed a Biography of the AuthorAppleton, 1868 - 574 pages |
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... heart ; Lodge but an arrow , Virtue , on the bow That bends my lyre , and Death shall be a vanquish'd foa In ocean's blazing flood enshrined Whose vassal tide around her swells , Albion from other realms disjoin'd The prowess of the ...
... heart ; Lodge but an arrow , Virtue , on the bow That bends my lyre , and Death shall be a vanquish'd foa In ocean's blazing flood enshrined Whose vassal tide around her swells , Albion from other realms disjoin'd The prowess of the ...
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... heart and pure , Instruct me , for Thou knowest : Thou from the first Wast present , and , with mighty wings outspread , Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And mad'st it pregnant . What in me is dark , Illumine ; what is ...
... heart and pure , Instruct me , for Thou knowest : Thou from the first Wast present , and , with mighty wings outspread , Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And mad'st it pregnant . What in me is dark , Illumine ; what is ...
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... heart of Hell to work in fire , Or do his errands in the gloomy deep ; What can it then avail , though yet we feel Strength undiminish'd , or eternal being , To undergo eternal punishment ? " Whereto with speedy words the Arch - Fiend ...
... heart of Hell to work in fire , Or do his errands in the gloomy deep ; What can it then avail , though yet we feel Strength undiminish'd , or eternal being , To undergo eternal punishment ? " Whereto with speedy words the Arch - Fiend ...
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... Ammonite Worshipp'd in Rabba and her watery plain , In Argob and in Basan , to the stream Of utmost Arnon : nor content with such 399 Audacious neighborhood , the wisest heart Of Solomon he led 52 [ B. 1 . MILTON'S POETICAL WORKS .
... Ammonite Worshipp'd in Rabba and her watery plain , In Argob and in Basan , to the stream Of utmost Arnon : nor content with such 399 Audacious neighborhood , the wisest heart Of Solomon he led 52 [ B. 1 . MILTON'S POETICAL WORKS .
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... heart Of Solomon he led by fraud to build His temple right against the temple of God , On that opprobrious hill ; and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos ...
... heart Of Solomon he led by fraud to build His temple right against the temple of God , On that opprobrious hill ; and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos ...
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Page 413 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Page 415 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. 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 45 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round As one great furnace flamed, yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed...
Page 134 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 456 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Page 49 - 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 not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Page 203 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Page 106 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Page 455 - Had ye been there," . . . for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore? Alas ! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis...
Page 455 - What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night ; Oft till the star, that rose at evening bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.