The poetical works of John Milton, with illustr. by E.H. Corbould and J. Gilbert1864 |
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... Death of a Fair Infant , Dying of a Cough At a Vacation Exercise in the College On the Morning of Christ's Nativity .. .. ::: Page 7 ::: 31 52 79 99 126 150 174 .. 191 208 239 268 .. 292 :::: :: :: :: 311 325 338 351 369 417 447 451 456 ...
... Death of a Fair Infant , Dying of a Cough At a Vacation Exercise in the College On the Morning of Christ's Nativity .. .. ::: Page 7 ::: 31 52 79 99 126 150 174 .. 191 208 239 268 .. 292 :::: :: :: :: 311 325 338 351 369 417 447 451 456 ...
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... death of his mother in 1637 , by removing one of the strongest domestic ties , seems to have set him at liberty to prosecute his favourite object ; and , accordingly , he obtained his father's consent in the following year , and ...
... death of his mother in 1637 , by removing one of the strongest domestic ties , seems to have set him at liberty to prosecute his favourite object ; and , accordingly , he obtained his father's consent in the following year , and ...
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... death of the king . Milton was in no way implicated in this act of judicial judgment by the popular leaders on their king ; but he viewed with disgust the lamentations of the Presbyterian party for the final accomplish- ment of the ...
... death of the king . Milton was in no way implicated in this act of judicial judgment by the popular leaders on their king ; but he viewed with disgust the lamentations of the Presbyterian party for the final accomplish- ment of the ...
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... death of the king . Milton was in no way implicated in this act of judicial judgment by the popular leaders on their king ; but he viewed with disgust the lamentations of the Presbyterian party for the final accomplish- ment of the ...
... death of the king . Milton was in no way implicated in this act of judicial judgment by the popular leaders on their king ; but he viewed with disgust the lamentations of the Presbyterian party for the final accomplish- ment of the ...
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... death ; -to me , on the contrary , greater good was pur- chased with an inferior evil ; so that by incurring blindness alone , I might fulfil the most honourable of all duties . " The unanimous voice of the Council had called him to ...
... death ; -to me , on the contrary , greater good was pur- chased with an inferior evil ; so that by incurring blindness alone , I might fulfil the most honourable of all duties . " The unanimous voice of the Council had called him to ...
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Adam angels archangel arms Asmodai aught beast behold Belial bliss bright burning lake Cherub Cherubim Chor cloud Comus creatures Dagon dark death deeds deep delight divine dread dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair angel Father fear fire flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour hope Israel king lest light live Lord lost Lycidas mankind Manoah Messiah mind morn mortal nigh night Nymphs o'er pain Paradise Paradise Lost Parthian peace Philistines praise reign replied round Samson sapience Satan scape seat seemed serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon spake spirits stars stood strength sweet taste temper thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree virtue voice whence winds wings wonder
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495 ページ - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
448 ページ - 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 ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow, Through the sweet-briar or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
80 ページ - 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 ever-during dark Surrounds me...
461 ページ - 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.
461 ページ - Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there, for what could that have done?
25 ページ - Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
462 ページ - 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.
485 ページ - SONG ON MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
463 ページ - 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 swol'n 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.
448 ページ - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.