The Poetical Works of John Milton, כרך 1William Pickering, 1832 - 148 עמודים |
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עמוד xviii
... considered as set at rest : That the story of Sir John Denham ( the account of a person , not a member , being permitted to instruct and entertain the House of Commons with the history of a new poem wet from the press , ) may be heard ...
... considered as set at rest : That the story of Sir John Denham ( the account of a person , not a member , being permitted to instruct and entertain the House of Commons with the history of a new poem wet from the press , ) may be heard ...
עמוד xx
... blossom in Germany , and has received the praise of GOETHE himself . He is considered at Dresden and at Weimar as one of the greatest poets that ever appeared . teenth 10 year he was sent from St. Paul's school LIFE OF MILTON ,
... blossom in Germany , and has received the praise of GOETHE himself . He is considered at Dresden and at Weimar as one of the greatest poets that ever appeared . teenth 10 year he was sent from St. Paul's school LIFE OF MILTON ,
עמוד xxiii
... considered as the metropolis of orthodoxy . At Geneva be became acquainted with John Deodati , 34 and Frederic Spanheim , the father of the eminently learned scholar and antiquary , whom 33 See Second Defence of the People , p . 384 ...
... considered as the metropolis of orthodoxy . At Geneva be became acquainted with John Deodati , 34 and Frederic Spanheim , the father of the eminently learned scholar and antiquary , whom 33 See Second Defence of the People , p . 384 ...
עמוד xli
... considered the doctrines advanced as too wild and speculative to produce any practical mischief . Milton wished . he had not written the work in English . Vellem hoc tantem sermone vernaculo me non scripsisse , non enim in vernas ...
... considered the doctrines advanced as too wild and speculative to produce any practical mischief . Milton wished . he had not written the work in English . Vellem hoc tantem sermone vernaculo me non scripsisse , non enim in vernas ...
עמוד xliii
... considered as little 441. ) The truth then , as far as we can command it , seems to be , that she found her bridal home cheerless and dull : her husband's temper unsuitable to hers , and his opinions dif- ferent ; that disagreements ...
... considered as little 441. ) The truth then , as far as we can command it , seems to be , that she found her bridal home cheerless and dull : her husband's temper unsuitable to hers , and his opinions dif- ferent ; that disagreements ...
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עמוד 4 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served 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.
עמוד 32 - Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven, The roof was fretted gold.
עמוד 64 - For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
עמוד 3 - With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky With hideous ruin and combustion down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine* chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
עמוד 82 - Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
עמוד 64 - That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee. Retire ; or taste thy folly, and learn by proof, Hell-born, not to contend with Spirits of Heaven.
עמוד 125 - For a man indeed ought not to cover his head, forasmuch as he is the image and glory of God : but the woman is the glory of the man. For the man is not of the woman; but the woman of the man. Neither was the man created for the woman ; but the woman for the man.
עמוד 3 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for Thou know'st; Thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
עמוד 10 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream: Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
עמוד 137 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...