The Poetical Works, of John Milton: With a Memoir and Seven EmbellishmentsJ.J. Chidley, 1847 |
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... heaven ; but tells them lastly of a new world and new kind of creature to be created , ac- cording to an ancient prophecy or report in heaven : for , that angels were ong before this visible creation , was the opinion of many ancient ...
... heaven ; but tells them lastly of a new world and new kind of creature to be created , ac- cording to an ancient prophecy or report in heaven : for , that angels were ong before this visible creation , was the opinion of many ancient ...
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... Heavens and Earth Rose out of Chaos : or , if Sion - hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook , that flow'd Fast ... Heaven so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will , For one restraint , lords of the world ...
... Heavens and Earth Rose out of Chaos : or , if Sion - hill Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook , that flow'd Fast ... Heaven so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will , For one restraint , lords of the world ...
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... Heaven , with all his host Of rebel angels ; by whose aid , aspiring To set himself in glory above his peers , He trusted to have equall'd the Most High , If he opposed ; and , with ambitious aim , Against the throne and monarchy of God ...
... Heaven , with all his host Of rebel angels ; by whose aid , aspiring To set himself in glory above his peers , He trusted to have equall'd the Most High , If he opposed ; and , with ambitious aim , Against the throne and monarchy of God ...
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... Heaven call'd Satan , with bold words , Breaking the horrid silence , thus began . " If thou beest he ; but O , how fallen ! how changed From him , who , in the happy realms of light , Clothed with transcendent brightness , didst ...
... Heaven call'd Satan , with bold words , Breaking the horrid silence , thus began . " If thou beest he ; but O , how fallen ! how changed From him , who , in the happy realms of light , Clothed with transcendent brightness , didst ...
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... Heaven , and all this mighty host , In horrible destruction , laid thus low , As far as gods and heavenly essences ... Heaven ; the sulphurous hail Shot after us in storm , o'erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that , from the ...
... Heaven , and all this mighty host , In horrible destruction , laid thus low , As far as gods and heavenly essences ... Heaven ; the sulphurous hail Shot after us in storm , o'erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that , from the ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adam angels appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold Belial bliss call'd cherubim Chor cloud COMUS creatures Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven Heaven & Earth heavenly Hell highth hill honour hope Israel JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live Lord Lycidas Messiah Milton morn mortal nigh night o'er pain PARADISE LOST PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines praise quire reign replied return'd round SAMSON AGONISTES sapience Satan scape seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon spake spirits stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 374 - 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. Come, and trip it, as you go, On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty...
Seite 396 - 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. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Seite 54 - 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 everduring 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.
Seite 373 - 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.
Seite 370 - 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 Shepherd's ear.
Seite 371 - But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Seite 382 - Or call up him that left half-told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar King did ride; And if aught else great Bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung Of turneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Seite 372 - Lycid lies. For, so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps, under the whelming tide, Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Seite 350 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Seite 372 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.