The Poetical Works of John Milton with a Life of the Author: Preliminary Dissertations on Each Poem; Notes Critical and Explanatory; and Index to the Subjects of Paradise Lost; and a Verbal Index to All the PoemsSampson Low, Son, and Marston, 1865 - 688 pages |
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... leave in the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air That felt unusual weight , till on dry land 205 210 215 220 005 225 He lights ; if it were land , that ever burn'd With ...
... leave in the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air That felt unusual weight , till on dry land 205 210 215 220 005 225 He lights ; if it were land , that ever burn'd With ...
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... leave unnoticed the ture of Paradise , when he describes it-- marvellous grandeur of this description , while they babble on petty technicalities . The walking over the burning marle is astonishing and tremendous . " - BRYDGES . 302 ...
... leave unnoticed the ture of Paradise , when he describes it-- marvellous grandeur of this description , while they babble on petty technicalities . The walking over the burning marle is astonishing and tremendous . " - BRYDGES . 302 ...
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... leave obtain❜à Unacceptable , though in heaven , our state 250 Of splendid vassalage : but rather seek Our own good from ourselves ; and from our own Live to ourselves ; though in this vast recess , Free , and to none accountable ...
... leave obtain❜à Unacceptable , though in heaven , our state 250 Of splendid vassalage : but rather seek Our own good from ourselves ; and from our own Live to ourselves ; though in this vast recess , Free , and to none accountable ...
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... leave ask'd of thee : Retire , or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof , Hell - born , not to contend with spirits of heaven ! To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : - Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke ...
... leave ask'd of thee : Retire , or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof , Hell - born , not to contend with spirits of heaven ! To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : - Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke ...
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... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee Freely put off , and for him lastly die 235 240 Well pleased ; on me let Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess ...
... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee Freely put off , and for him lastly die 235 240 Well pleased ; on me let Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess ...
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Adam Adam and Eve ancient angels Arethuse arms beautiful behold bliss bright BRYDGES call'd clouds Comus Dagon dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear fruit glory gods grace hand happy hath heart heaven heavenly hell highth hill honour Il Penseroso King L'Allegro less light live Lord Lycidas Messiah Milton mind morning night nymph o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained pass'd peace Philistines poem poet poetical poetry praise reign replied return'd round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan Saviour seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song SONNET soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sublime sweet taste thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tion tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice WARTON whence winds wings wonder words
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Page 458 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love.
Page 463 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe...
Page 466 - 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 466 - And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 67 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and, for the book of knowledge fair, Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Page 405 - 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 66 - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born! Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
Page 232 - This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 66 - Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity — -dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the Sun, Before the Heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest 10 The rising World of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite...
Page 464 - Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine ; 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.