English poems, ed. with life, intr. and selected notes by R.C. Browne, Volumen11870 |
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... eternal splendors flung For his revolt , yet faithful how they stood , Their glory wither'd . As when Heav'ns fire Hath scath'd the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singed top their stately growth though bare Stands on the blasted ...
... eternal splendors flung For his revolt , yet faithful how they stood , Their glory wither'd . As when Heav'ns fire Hath scath'd the forest oaks , or mountain pines , With singed top their stately growth though bare Stands on the blasted ...
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... Eternal to be deem'd Equal in strength , and rather than be less Car'd not to be at all ; with that care lost He ceas'd ; and next him Moloch , scepter'd king , 45 Went all his fear ; of God , or Hell , or worse He reck'd not ; and ...
... Eternal to be deem'd Equal in strength , and rather than be less Car'd not to be at all ; with that care lost He ceas'd ; and next him Moloch , scepter'd king , 45 Went all his fear ; of God , or Hell , or worse He reck'd not ; and ...
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... eternal being : Or if our substance be indeed divine , And cannot cease to be , we are at worst On this side nothing ; and by proof we feel Our power sufficient to disturb his Heav'n ; And with perpetual inroads to alarm , Though ...
... eternal being : Or if our substance be indeed divine , And cannot cease to be , we are at worst On this side nothing ; and by proof we feel Our power sufficient to disturb his Heav'n ; And with perpetual inroads to alarm , Though ...
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... eternal woe ; 155 160 Whatever doing , what can we suffer more ? What can we suffer worse ? Is this then worst , Thus sitting , thus consulting , thus in arms ? What when we fled amain , pursu'd and struck With II . ] 119 PARADISE LOST .
... eternal woe ; 155 160 Whatever doing , what can we suffer more ? What can we suffer worse ? Is this then worst , Thus sitting , thus consulting , thus in arms ? What when we fled amain , pursu'd and struck With II . ] 119 PARADISE LOST .
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... both thou And they outcast from God , are here condemn'd To waste eternal days in woe and pain ? And reck'n'st thou thyself with spirits of Heav'n , 685 690 695 Hell - doom'd , and breath'st defiance here and scorn 11. ] 133 PARADISE LOST .
... both thou And they outcast from God , are here condemn'd To waste eternal days in woe and pain ? And reck'n'st thou thyself with spirits of Heav'n , 685 690 695 Hell - doom'd , and breath'st defiance here and scorn 11. ] 133 PARADISE LOST .
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English Poems, Ed. with Life, Intr. and Selected Notes by R.C. Browne Professor John Milton Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
English Poems, Ed. with Life, Intr. and Selected Notes by R.C. Browne Professor John Milton Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
Aeneid angels arms battle Ben Jonson bliss bright call'd Chaucer cloud Comus dark death deep delight divine doth earth eternal evil eyes Faery Queene fair Father fire Georgics glory Glossary to Faery gods grace Hamlet happy hast hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell Henry hill honour Horace Il Penseroso Iliad Jonson Keightley King L'Allegro Lady Latin light Lord Lycidas Metamorphoses Midsummer Night's Dream Milton moon morn Muse Nativity night o'er Odes Ovid Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passage Penseroso poem poet praise Psalm Puritan reign Richard III round Samson Agonistes Satan says seem'd sense shade Shakespeare sight sing Smectymnuus solemn song Sonnet soul spake speech Spenser Spenser Faery Queene spirits stars stood sweet thee thence things thou thought throne verse viii Virgil whence winds wings word ΙΟ
Pasajes populares
Página 146 - 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 78 - 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.
Página 35 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown...
Página 27 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Página 95 - 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.
Página 198 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
Página 88 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Página 94 - 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 Heav'nly 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 56 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Página 145 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.