The Poetical Works of John MiltonH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1912 - 554페이지 |
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... Vigefimum Confcripfit . Nunc primum Edita . LONDINI , Typis R. R. Proftant ad Infignia Principis , in Cemeterio D. Pauli , apud Humphredum Mofeley . 1645 . HÆC quæ sequuntur de Authore testimonia , tametsi ipse telligebat. Joannis Miltoni.
... Vigefimum Confcripfit . Nunc primum Edita . LONDINI , Typis R. R. Proftant ad Infignia Principis , in Cemeterio D. Pauli , apud Humphredum Mofeley . 1645 . HÆC quæ sequuntur de Authore testimonia , tametsi ipse telligebat. Joannis Miltoni.
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John Milton Henry Charles Beeching. HÆC quæ sequuntur de Authore testimonia , tametsi ipse telligebat non tam de se quam supra se esse dicta , eo quod ræclaro ingenio viri , nec non amici ita fere solent laudare , ut mnia suis potius ...
John Milton Henry Charles Beeching. HÆC quæ sequuntur de Authore testimonia , tametsi ipse telligebat non tam de se quam supra se esse dicta , eo quod ræclaro ingenio viri , nec non amici ita fere solent laudare , ut mnia suis potius ...
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... quæ brachia vincant , Quæque fluit puro nectare tincta via , Et decus eximium frontis , tremulosque capillos , Aurea quæ fallax retia tendit Amor . Pellacesque genas , ad quas hyacinthina sordet Purpura , & ipse tui floris , Adoni ...
... quæ brachia vincant , Quæque fluit puro nectare tincta via , Et decus eximium frontis , tremulosque capillos , Aurea quæ fallax retia tendit Amor . Pellacesque genas , ad quas hyacinthina sordet Purpura , & ipse tui floris , Adoni ...
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... quæ plurima cœlo Evehitur pennis quamlibet augur avis , Et quæ mille nigris errant animalia sylvis , Et quod alunt mutum Proteos antra pecus . 10 20 60 Invida , tanta tibi cum sit concessa potestas , ( 125 ) Elegia Tertia .
... quæ plurima cœlo Evehitur pennis quamlibet augur avis , Et quæ mille nigris errant animalia sylvis , Et quod alunt mutum Proteos antra pecus . 10 20 60 Invida , tanta tibi cum sit concessa potestas , ( 125 ) Elegia Tertia .
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... quæ ducere nomen ab Hamâ , Cimbrica quem fertur clava dedisse neci . Vivit ibi antiquæ clarus pietatis honore Præsul Christicolas pascere doctus oves ; Ille quidem est animæ plusquam pars altera nostræ , Dimidio vitæ vivere cogor ego ...
... quæ ducere nomen ab Hamâ , Cimbrica quem fertur clava dedisse neci . Vivit ibi antiquæ clarus pietatis honore Præsul Christicolas pascere doctus oves ; Ille quidem est animæ plusquam pars altera nostræ , Dimidio vitæ vivere cogor ego ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels Arms Battel behold bliss brest bright call'd Chor Clouds Comus Dagon dark Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell e're Earth Eternal evil eyes fair fantastick farr Father fear Fruit giv'n glory Gods grace H. C. BEECHING Hæc hand happie hast hath heard Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour Israel JOHN MILTON Jove King light live Lord lost Lycidas mihi Morn mortal night numina Nymphs o're Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regain'd peace praise quæ Quire rais'd repli'd round Samson Agonistes Satan seat seemd Serpent shades shalt shew sight sing Skie Son of God Song soon soul spake Spirit Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree vertue voice wandring Warr winds wings words World
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260 페이지 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
548 페이지 - 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.
38 페이지 - Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd 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 inscrib'd with woe. "Ah; Who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge?
181 페이지 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flam'd ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Serv'd 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...
19 페이지 - 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.
24 페이지 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
274 페이지 - 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.
39 페이지 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
59 페이지 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
38 페이지 - What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain ? And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory : They knew not of his story ; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon stray'd ; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.