The Poetical Works of John Milton, כרך 1Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1892 - 618 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 89
עמוד v
... death of his mother un- doubtedly had much to do with his discontent , and the quiet though nightingale - haunted banks of the sluggish Colne were not best adapted to satisfy the mind of a young man who was beginning to pine for a wider ...
... death of his mother un- doubtedly had much to do with his discontent , and the quiet though nightingale - haunted banks of the sluggish Colne were not best adapted to satisfy the mind of a young man who was beginning to pine for a wider ...
עמוד ix
... after due conviction , to depose and put him to death . " This article brought its reward . The very next month Milton was appointed Secretary for Foreign Tongues to the Council , at BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF JOHN MILTON . ix Book.
... after due conviction , to depose and put him to death . " This article brought its reward . The very next month Milton was appointed Secretary for Foreign Tongues to the Council , at BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF JOHN MILTON . ix Book.
עמוד xii
... death that was something . His third wife proved to be a blessing to him as long as he lived . She was pretty and had golden hair ; she sang to his accompaniments on the organ or bass viol , and was sufficiently alive to his ...
... death that was something . His third wife proved to be a blessing to him as long as he lived . She was pretty and had golden hair ; she sang to his accompaniments on the organ or bass viol , and was sufficiently alive to his ...
עמוד xvi
... Death of a Fair Infant dying of a Cough 474 At a Vacation Exercise in the College 476 On the Morning of Christ's Nativity 479 Upon the Circumcision The Passion On Time . At a Solemn Music . Song on May Morning On Shakespeare On the ...
... Death of a Fair Infant dying of a Cough 474 At a Vacation Exercise in the College 476 On the Morning of Christ's Nativity 479 Upon the Circumcision The Passion On Time . At a Solemn Music . Song on May Morning On Shakespeare On the ...
עמוד 6
... death ) a Third Edition appeared with this title : " Para- dise Lost . A Poem in Twelve Books . The Author John Milton . The Third - Edition . Revised and Augmented by the same Author . London , Printed by S. Simmons , next door to the ...
... death ) a Third Edition appeared with this title : " Para- dise Lost . A Poem in Twelve Books . The Author John Milton . The Third - Edition . Revised and Augmented by the same Author . London , Printed by S. Simmons , next door to the ...
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Adam Aldersgate Street Angels arms beast behold bliss called Chaos Christ's College cloud Comus dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Earth edition Empyrean English eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fire friends fruit glory gods grace hand happy Harefield hath heard heart Heaven Heavenly Hell Henry Lawes highth hill honour John Milton King labour Lady Latin light live Long Parliament Lord Ludlow Castle Lycidas masque Milton mind night o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Petty France poem poet praise reign replied round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seemed Serpent shalt sight song Sonnet soon spake Sphere Spirit stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree verse virtue voice whence wings wonder words World
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עמוד 534 - 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.
עמוד 533 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise...
עמוד 484 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
עמוד 115 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, 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
עמוד 495 - 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.
עמוד 546 - 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 all...
עמוד 13 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist, or the trencher fury of a riming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her Siren Daughters, but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
עמוד 61 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merit raised To that bad eminence...
עמוד 518 - The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk ; But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
עמוד 535 - 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 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...