Milton's Poetical Works: With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes, 페이지 109,2권James Nichol, 1853 |
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... hath shed On what was pure , till crammed and gorged , nigh burst With suck'd and glutted offal , at one sling Of thy victorious arm , well - pleasing Son , " & c . We think that to the same category of grotesqueness must belong the ...
... hath shed On what was pure , till crammed and gorged , nigh burst With suck'd and glutted offal , at one sling Of thy victorious arm , well - pleasing Son , " & c . We think that to the same category of grotesqueness must belong the ...
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... hath brought thee to this place So far from path or road of men , who pass In troop or caravan ? for single none Durst ever , who return'd , and dropt not here His carcass , pin'd with hunger and with drouth . I ask the rather , and the ...
... hath brought thee to this place So far from path or road of men , who pass In troop or caravan ? for single none Durst ever , who return'd , and dropt not here His carcass , pin'd with hunger and with drouth . I ask the rather , and the ...
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... unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the air ; nor from the Heaven of Heavens Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among 14 PARADISE REGAINED .
... unconniving , but that oft , Leaving my dolorous prison , I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth , Or range in the air ; nor from the Heaven of Heavens Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among 14 PARADISE REGAINED .
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With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes John Milton George Gilfillan. Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among the sons of God , when he Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job To prove him and illustrate his high ...
With Life, Critical Dissertation and Explanatory Notes John Milton George Gilfillan. Hath he excluded my resort sometimes . I came among the sons of God , when he Gave up into my hands Uzzean Job To prove him and illustrate his high ...
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... confess'd more true Among the nations ? that hath been thy craft , By mixing somewhat true to vent more lies . But what have been thy answers , what but dark , Ambiguous , and with double sense deluding , Which they 16 PARADISE REGAINED .
... confess'd more true Among the nations ? that hath been thy craft , By mixing somewhat true to vent more lies . But what have been thy answers , what but dark , Ambiguous , and with double sense deluding , Which they 16 PARADISE REGAINED .
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183 페이지 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
175 페이지 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
178 페이지 - 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.
177 페이지 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, 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.
168 페이지 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destin'd Urn, And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud.
174 페이지 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
179 페이지 - HENCE, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred ! How little you bested, 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
184 페이지 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
174 페이지 - Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus, at a birth With two sister Graces more, To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore ; Or whether — as some sager sing — The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing As he met her once a-Maying...
169 페이지 - And all their echoes mourn. The willows, and the hazel copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the white-thorn blows ; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds