The Poetical Works of John Milton,: Edited from the Original Texts by the Rev. H.C. BeechingClarendon Press, 1900 - 554 |
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Strona 229
... happie Garden plac't , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love , Uninterrupted joy , unrivald love In blissful solitude ; he then survey'd Hell and the Gulf between , and Satan there Coasting the wall of Heav'n on this side Night In the ...
... happie Garden plac't , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love , Uninterrupted joy , unrivald love In blissful solitude ; he then survey'd Hell and the Gulf between , and Satan there Coasting the wall of Heav'n on this side Night In the ...
Strona 233
... Happie for man , so coming ; he her aide Can never seek , once dead in sins and lost ; Attonement for himself or offering meet , Indebted and undon , hath none to bring : Behold mee then , mee for him , life for life I offer , on mee ...
... Happie for man , so coming ; he her aide Can never seek , once dead in sins and lost ; Attonement for himself or offering meet , Indebted and undon , hath none to bring : Behold mee then , mee for him , life for life I offer , on mee ...
Strona 237
... happie hours in joy and hymning spent . Mean while upon the firm opacous Globe Of this round World , whose first convex divides The luminous inferior Orbs , enclos'd From Chaos and th ' inroad of Darkness old , Satan alighted walks : a ...
... happie hours in joy and hymning spent . Mean while upon the firm opacous Globe Of this round World , whose first convex divides The luminous inferior Orbs , enclos'd From Chaos and th ' inroad of Darkness old , Satan alighted walks : a ...
Strona 242
... Paradise the happie seat of Man , His journies end and our beginning woe . But first he casts to change his proper shape , 600 610 620 630 Which else might work him danger or delay : And ( 242 ) Paradise Lost . [ BK . III .
... Paradise the happie seat of Man , His journies end and our beginning woe . But first he casts to change his proper shape , 600 610 620 630 Which else might work him danger or delay : And ( 242 ) Paradise Lost . [ BK . III .
Strona 244
... happie Race of Men To serve him better : wise are all his wayes . So spake the false dissembler unperceivd ; For neither Man nor Angel can discern Hypocrisie , the only evil that walks Invisible , except to God alone , By his permissive ...
... happie Race of Men To serve him better : wise are all his wayes . So spake the false dissembler unperceivd ; For neither Man nor Angel can discern Hypocrisie , the only evil that walks Invisible , except to God alone , By his permissive ...
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Strona 262 - 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...
Strona 183 - 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...
Strona 42 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor; So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Strona 550 - 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.
Strona 40 - 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?
Strona 61 - 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.
Strona 15 - With saintly shout and solemn jubilee ; Where the bright Seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow ; And the Cherubic host in thousand quires Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly...
Strona 41 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Strona 21 - 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.
Strona 23 - 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.