The Poetical Works of John Milton with a Life of the Author: Preliminary Dissertations on Each Poem; Notes Critical and Explanatory; and Index to the Subjects of Paradise Lost; and a Verbal Index to All the PoemsSampson Low, Son, and Marston, 1865 - 688 pages |
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... hast said * Dr. Johnson , in his Life of Milton , seems to miss no opportunity of libelling his character . Indeed , we can hardly conceive of two men more opposite : the one was a Democrat , the other a Tory in politics ; the one a ...
... hast said * Dr. Johnson , in his Life of Milton , seems to miss no opportunity of libelling his character . Indeed , we can hardly conceive of two men more opposite : the one was a Democrat , the other a Tory in politics ; the one a ...
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... hast thou to say of Paradise Found ? " That this remark was the means of our having the latter im- mortal poem , we have Ellwood's subsequent authority : -- " Soon after he showed me his second Poem , called ' Paradise Regained , ' and ...
... hast thou to say of Paradise Found ? " That this remark was the means of our having the latter im- mortal poem , we have Ellwood's subsequent authority : -- " Soon after he showed me his second Poem , called ' Paradise Regained , ' and ...
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... Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul , once deem'd so fair In heaven ? when at the assembly , and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combined In bold conspiracy against heaven's King , All on a sudden ...
... Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul , once deem'd so fair In heaven ? when at the assembly , and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combined In bold conspiracy against heaven's King , All on a sudden ...
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... hast made ? So should thy goodness and thy greatness both Be question'd and blasphemed without defence . To whom the great Creator thus replied : - O Son , in whom my soul hath chief delight , Son of my bosom , Son , who art alone My ...
... hast made ? So should thy goodness and thy greatness both Be question'd and blasphemed without defence . To whom the great Creator thus replied : - O Son , in whom my soul hath chief delight , Son of my bosom , Son , who art alone My ...
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... hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever ; by thee I live . Though now to Death I yield , and am his due All that of me can die ; yet that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave His prey , nor suffer my ...
... hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever ; by thee I live . Though now to Death I yield , and am his due All that of me can die ; yet that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave His prey , nor suffer my ...
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Adam Adam and Eve ancient angels Arethuse arms beautiful behold bliss bright BRYDGES call'd clouds Comus Dagon dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear fruit glory gods grace hand happy hath heart heaven heavenly hell highth hill honour Il Penseroso King L'Allegro less light live Lord Lycidas Messiah Milton mind morning night nymph o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained pass'd peace Philistines poem poet poetical poetry praise reign replied return'd round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan Saviour seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song SONNET soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sublime sweet taste thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tion tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice WARTON whence winds wings wonder words
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Page 458 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd 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.
Page 463 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go, On the light fantastic toe...
Page 466 - 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. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 466 - 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.
Page 67 - 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 ever-during 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.
Page 405 - 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.
Page 66 - HAIL, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born! Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
Page 232 - This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 66 - Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity — -dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the Sun, Before the Heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest 10 The rising World of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite...
Page 464 - Through the sweet-briar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine ; While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And, to the stack or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before : Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering Morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill.