The Works of the English Poets: MiltonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... cause complain ) Imprifon'd now indeed , In real darkness of the body dwells , Shut up from outward light 160 T ' incorporate with gloomy night ; For inward light alas Puts forth no vifual beam . O mirror of our fickle state , Since man ...
... cause complain ) Imprifon'd now indeed , In real darkness of the body dwells , Shut up from outward light 160 T ' incorporate with gloomy night ; For inward light alas Puts forth no vifual beam . O mirror of our fickle state , Since man ...
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... cause , but.I myself , Who vanquish'd with a peal of words ( O weakness ! ) Gave up my fort of filence to a woman . CHO . In feeking juft occafion to provoke The Philistine , thy country's enemy , Thou never waft remifs , I bear thee ...
... cause , but.I myself , Who vanquish'd with a peal of words ( O weakness ! ) Gave up my fort of filence to a woman . CHO . In feeking juft occafion to provoke The Philistine , thy country's enemy , Thou never waft remifs , I bear thee ...
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... cause To fet his people free , Have prompted this heroic Nazarite , Against his vow of ftricteft purity , To feek in marriage that fallacious bride , - Unclean , unchafte . Down reason then , at least vain reasonings down , VOL . III ...
... cause To fet his people free , Have prompted this heroic Nazarite , Against his vow of ftricteft purity , To feek in marriage that fallacious bride , - Unclean , unchafte . Down reason then , at least vain reasonings down , VOL . III ...
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... cause . 900 SAMS . For want of words no doubt , or lack of breath ; Witness when I was worried with thy peals . DAL . I was a fool , too rash , and quite mistaken In what I thought would have fucceeded beft . Let me obtain forgiveness ...
... cause . 900 SAMS . For want of words no doubt , or lack of breath ; Witness when I was worried with thy peals . DAL . I was a fool , too rash , and quite mistaken In what I thought would have fucceeded beft . Let me obtain forgiveness ...
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... cause I cannot come . 1320 OFF . This answer , be affur'd , will not content them . SAMS . Have they not sword - players , and every fort Of gymnic artists , wrestlers , riders , runners , Juglers and dancers , antics , mummers , mimics ...
... cause I cannot come . 1320 OFF . This answer , be affur'd , will not content them . SAMS . Have they not sword - players , and every fort Of gymnic artists , wrestlers , riders , runners , Juglers and dancers , antics , mummers , mimics ...
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Página 80 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars, with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence : And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.
Página 65 - 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.
Página 102 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, 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. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lulled asleep.
Página 85 - The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns, and altars round, A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power forgoes his wonted seat.
Página 160 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Página 158 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Página 181 - 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.
Página 159 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (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...
Página 79 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Página 106 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...