The Poetical Works of John Milton,: Edited from the Original Texts by the Rev. H.C. BeechingClarendon Press, 1900 - 554 pages |
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... Starr'd Ethiope Queen that strove To set her beauties praise above 20 The Sea Nymphs , and their powers offended . Yet thou art higher far descended , 2 Thee bright - hair'd Vesta long of yore , To ( 24 ) Miscellaneous Poems . PENSEROSO.
... Starr'd Ethiope Queen that strove To set her beauties praise above 20 The Sea Nymphs , and their powers offended . Yet thou art higher far descended , 2 Thee bright - hair'd Vesta long of yore , To ( 24 ) Miscellaneous Poems . PENSEROSO.
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... Starr which from the ruin'd roofe Of shak't Olympus by mischance didst fall ; Which carefull Jove in natures true behoofe Took up , and in fit place did reinstall ? Or did of late earths Sonnes besiege the wall Of sheenie Heav'n , and ...
... Starr which from the ruin'd roofe Of shak't Olympus by mischance didst fall ; Which carefull Jove in natures true behoofe Took up , and in fit place did reinstall ? Or did of late earths Sonnes besiege the wall Of sheenie Heav'n , and ...
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... Starrs which thou so bright hast set , 10 In the pure firmament , then saith my heart , O what is man that thou remembrest yet , And think'st upon him ; or of man begot That him thou visit'st and of him art found ; Scarce to be less ...
... Starrs which thou so bright hast set , 10 In the pure firmament , then saith my heart , O what is man that thou remembrest yet , And think'st upon him ; or of man begot That him thou visit'st and of him art found ; Scarce to be less ...
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... Starr Of smallest Magnitude close by the Moon . Thither full fraught with mischievous revenge , Accurst , and in a cursed hour he hies . The End of the Second Book . 1040 1050 PARADISE LOST . LOST . BOOK III . THE ARGUMENT ( 226 ) ...
... Starr Of smallest Magnitude close by the Moon . Thither full fraught with mischievous revenge , Accurst , and in a cursed hour he hies . The End of the Second Book . 1040 1050 PARADISE LOST . LOST . BOOK III . THE ARGUMENT ( 226 ) ...
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... Starrs , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his Glory sat , His onely Son ; On Earth he first beheld Our two first Parents , yet the onely two Of mankind , in the happie Garden plac ...
... Starrs , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his Glory sat , His onely Son ; On Earth he first beheld Our two first Parents , yet the onely two Of mankind , in the happie Garden plac ...
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Page 262 - 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" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Page 183 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flam'd ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Serv'd 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...
Page 42 - 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 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 550 - 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 40 - Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend Sire, went footing slow, His Mantle hairy, and his Bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. "Ah; Who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge?
Page 61 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Page 15 - With saintly shout and solemn jubilee ; Where the bright Seraphim in burning row Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow ; And the Cherubic host in thousand quires Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly...
Page 41 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Page 21 - 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.
Page 23 - 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.