The Poetical Works of John Milton, Tom 3William Pickering, 1826 |
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... SECOND BROTHER . SABRINA THE NYMPH . THE CHIEF PERSONS WHO PRESENTED WERE , THE LORD BRACKLY . MR . THOMAS EGERTON HIS BROTHER . THE LADY ALICE EGERTON . A MASK . THE FIRST SCENE DISCOVERS A WILD WOOD THE PERSONS. ...
... SECOND BROTHER . SABRINA THE NYMPH . THE CHIEF PERSONS WHO PRESENTED WERE , THE LORD BRACKLY . MR . THOMAS EGERTON HIS BROTHER . THE LADY ALICE EGERTON . A MASK . THE FIRST SCENE DISCOVERS A WILD WOOD THE PERSONS. ...
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John Milton. A MASK . THE FIRST SCENE DISCOVERS A WILD WOOD . THE ATTENDANT SPIRIT DESCENDS OR ENTERS . BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial Spirits live inspher'd In ...
John Milton. A MASK . THE FIRST SCENE DISCOVERS A WILD WOOD . THE ATTENDANT SPIRIT DESCENDS OR ENTERS . BEFORE the starry threshold of Jove's court My mansion is , where those immortal shapes Of bright aerial Spirits live inspher'd In ...
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... wood , The nodding horrour of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wand'ring passenger ; And here their tender age might suffer peril , But that by quick command from sovereign Jove I was dispatch'd for their defence and guard ...
... wood , The nodding horrour of whose shady brows Threats the forlorn and wand'ring passenger ; And here their tender age might suffer peril , But that by quick command from sovereign Jove I was dispatch'd for their defence and guard ...
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... wood , And in thick shelter of black shades imbowr'd Excels his mother at her mighty art , Offering to every weary traveller His orient liquor in a crystal glass , To quench the drowth of Phoebus , which as they taste , ( For most do ...
... wood , And in thick shelter of black shades imbowr'd Excels his mother at her mighty art , Offering to every weary traveller His orient liquor in a crystal glass , To quench the drowth of Phoebus , which as they taste , ( For most do ...
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... woods , nor of less faith , And in this office of his mountain watch , Likeliest , and nearest to the present aid Of this occasion . But I hear the tread Of hateful steps , I must be viewless now . 2 COMUS ENTERS WITH A CHARMING ROD IN ...
... woods , nor of less faith , And in this office of his mountain watch , Likeliest , and nearest to the present aid Of this occasion . But I hear the tread Of hateful steps , I must be viewless now . 2 COMUS ENTERS WITH A CHARMING ROD IN ...
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Strona 48 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
Strona 54 - Through the dear might of Him that walked 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. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Strona 74 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Strona 49 - Ay me ! I fondly dream — 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...
Strona 45 - All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree. Along the crisped shades and bowers Revels the spruce and jocund Spring; The Graces and the rosy-bosomed Hours Thither all their bounties bring.
Strona 55 - Thus sang the uncouth swain to the oaks and rills, While the still morn went out with sandals gray; He touch'd the tender stops of various quills, With eager thought warbling his Doric lay...
Strona 23 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And, in clear dream and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear, Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal...
Strona 72 - AVENGE, O Lord, Thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them, who kept Thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not. In Thy book record their groans, Who were Thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Strona 8 - We, that are of purer fire, Imitate the starry quire ; Who, in their nightly watchful spheres, Lead in swift round the months and years. The sounds and seas, with all their finny drove, Now to the moon in wavering morrice move ; And, on the tawny sands and shelves, Trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.
Strona 35 - In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at' the workmanship ; It is for homely features to keep home, They had their name thence ; coarse complexions, And cheeks of sorry grain, will serve to ply The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool.