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... throne or burning axletree could bear . VIII . The shepherds on the lawn , Or ere the point of dawn , Sate simply chatting in a rustic row ; Full little thought they than That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below ...
... throne or burning axletree could bear . VIII . The shepherds on the lawn , Or ere the point of dawn , Sate simply chatting in a rustic row ; Full little thought they than That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below ...
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... throne . 160 XVIII . And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is , But now begins : for , from this happy day , Th ' old Dragon , under ground In straiter limits bound , Not half so far casts his usurped sway ; And , wroth to see his ...
... throne . 160 XVIII . And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is , But now begins : for , from this happy day , Th ' old Dragon , under ground In straiter limits bound , Not half so far casts his usurped sway ; And , wroth to see his ...
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... throne , The cherub Contemplation ; And the mute Silence hist along , ' Less Philomel will deign a song , In her sweetest , saddest plight , Smoothing the rugged brow of night ; While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke , Gently o'er th ...
... throne , The cherub Contemplation ; And the mute Silence hist along , ' Less Philomel will deign a song , In her sweetest , saddest plight , Smoothing the rugged brow of night ; While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke , Gently o'er th ...
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... throne and monarchy of God , Rais'd impious war in Heav'n , and battle proud , With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from th ' ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combustion , down To bottomless perdition ...
... throne and monarchy of God , Rais'd impious war in Heav'n , and battle proud , With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from th ' ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combustion , down To bottomless perdition ...
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... throne . What though the field be lost ? 105 All is not lost ; the unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome , - That glory never shall his ...
... throne . What though the field be lost ? 105 All is not lost ; the unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And courage never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome , - That glory never shall his ...
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Términos y frases comunes
allusion ancient angels beauty Beelzebub bliss bright call'd called Canterbury Tales charm Chaucer Cicero classic clouds Comp Comus dark death deep deity delight denotes divine dread Earth English epithet eternal Euripides evil expression eyes fair father Fiend fire glory gods golden grace Greek hast hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell hill Homer Horace Hymn Il Penseroso Imaüs King L'Allegro lady Latin light lines Lord Lycidas meaning Milton Moloch mortal Muse myth Nativity night o'er onomatopoeic Ovid Paradise Lost PARADISE REGAINED Parthian passage perhaps phrase poem poet poetic probably reign repli'd Roman round Satan says seem'd sense shades Shakspeare Silius Italicus sing Smectymnuus song speaks Spenser Faery Queene spirit star stood sweet Tempter thee thence things thou thought throne Typhon verb verse Virgil Aen virtue winds wings word Zeus
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Página 159 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 40 - 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.
Página 84 - Tunes her nocturnal note : thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Página 42 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Página 84 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Página 45 - 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 highth of this great argument I may assert Eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 40 - Ay me! I fondly dream Had ye been there, . . . for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself, for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, 60 When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
Página 10 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Página 44 - Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Página 46 - Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee, and deify his power Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire ; that were low indeed, That were an ignominy...