The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volumen3Little, Brown, 1853 |
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... Divine prediction : what if all foretold Had been fulfill'd but through mine own default , Whom have I to complain of but myself ? Who this high gift of strength committed to me , 33 captiv'd ] And captiv'd kings . ' Ross's Mel ...
... Divine prediction : what if all foretold Had been fulfill'd but through mine own default , Whom have I to complain of but myself ? Who this high gift of strength committed to me , 33 captiv'd ] And captiv'd kings . ' Ross's Mel ...
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... Divine Raptures , p . 67. Smith's Chloris , 1597. Byrd's Psalms , p . 11. Lydgate's Troy , p . 220. Gascoigne's Works , p . 14. 177. 230. 247. Beaumont's Psyche , c . xiii . st . 225 ; and Ellis's Specimens , ii . p . 15 . 184 apt words ...
... Divine Raptures , p . 67. Smith's Chloris , 1597. Byrd's Psalms , p . 11. Lydgate's Troy , p . 220. Gascoigne's Works , p . 14. 177. 230. 247. Beaumont's Psyche , c . xiii . st . 225 ; and Ellis's Specimens , ii . p . 15 . 184 apt words ...
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... divine disposal : wisest men 210 Have err'd , and by bad women been deceiv'd ; And shall again , pretend they ne'er so wise . Deject not then so overmuch thyself , Who hast of sorrow thy full load besides ; Yet , truth to say , I oft ...
... divine disposal : wisest men 210 Have err'd , and by bad women been deceiv'd ; And shall again , pretend they ne'er so wise . Deject not then so overmuch thyself , Who hast of sorrow thy full load besides ; Yet , truth to say , I oft ...
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... Divine impulsion prompting how thou might'st Find soon occasion to infest our foes . I state not that ; this I am sure , our foes Found soon occasion thereby to make thee 425 Their captive and their triumph ; thou the sooner Temptation ...
... Divine impulsion prompting how thou might'st Find soon occasion to infest our foes . I state not that ; this I am sure , our foes Found soon occasion thereby to make thee 425 Their captive and their triumph ; thou the sooner Temptation ...
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... when in strength All mortals I excell'd , and great in hopes With youthful courage and magnanimous thoughts Of birth from heav'n foretold , and high exploits , Full of divine instinct , after some proof Of acts 26 SAMSON AGONISTES .
... when in strength All mortals I excell'd , and great in hopes With youthful courage and magnanimous thoughts Of birth from heav'n foretold , and high exploits , Full of divine instinct , after some proof Of acts 26 SAMSON AGONISTES .
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Términos y frases comunes
aëre agni Amor Amphiaraus ANTISTROPHE atque Benlowes's Theophila bright carmina CHOR choro cœli cœlo Comus Dagon dark death Deos didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth Du Bartas earth enemies etiam Euripides eyes fair feast foes fræna glory habet Hæc hand hath hear heav'n honour igne illa ille inchanter ipse Israel jam non vacat Jove Lady Locrine Lord lumina Lycidas mihi Milton modo mortal Newton night numina Nunc o'er Olympo Ovid peace Philistines Poems pow'r praise PSALM quæ quam quid quis quod quoque sæpe SAMS Samson shades Shakesp Shepherd sibi sing song soul strength sweet Sylvester's Du Bartas tamen thee Theophila thine thou art thou hast thought thyself tibi Todd Tu quoque ulmo urbe Virg virgin virtue Warton wilt winds
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Página 146 - Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep. Tower'd cities please us then, And the busy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold...
Página 124 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew 10 Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Página 125 - 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...
Página 142 - 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.
Página 147 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Página 10 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Página 170 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Página 93 - Peace, brother: be not over-exquisite To cast the fashion of uncertain evils; For, grant they be so, while they rest unknown, What need a man forestall his date of grief, And run to meet what he would most avoid?
Página 87 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence...
Página 144 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.