English poems, ed. with life, intr. and selected notes by R.C. Browne, Volumen11870 |
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... thee : Thou need'st not be ambitious to be first , Believe me I have thither packt the worst : And if it happen as I did forecast , The daintest dishes shall be serv'd up last . I pray thee then deny me not thy aid For this same small ...
... thee : Thou need'st not be ambitious to be first , Believe me I have thither packt the worst : And if it happen as I did forecast , The daintest dishes shall be serv'd up last . I pray thee then deny me not thy aid For this same small ...
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... thee now another way , Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent 55 To keep in compass of thy predicament : Then quick about thy purpos'd business come , That to the next I may resign my room . Then Ens is represented as father of the ...
... thee now another way , Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent 55 To keep in compass of thy predicament : Then quick about thy purpos'd business come , That to the next I may resign my room . Then Ens is represented as father of the ...
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... thee evermore , That to give the world increase Shortned hast thy own life's lease . Here besides the sorrowing That thy noble house doth bring , Here be tears of perfect moan Wept for thee in Helicon ; 30 35 40 45 50 55 And some ...
... thee evermore , That to give the world increase Shortned hast thy own life's lease . Here besides the sorrowing That thy noble house doth bring , Here be tears of perfect moan Wept for thee in Helicon ; 30 35 40 45 50 55 And some ...
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... thee from the banks of Came , Devoted to thy virtuous name ; 60 Whilst thou , bright saint , high sit'st in glory , Next her much like to thee in story , That fair Syrian shepherdess , Who after years of barrenness The highly favour'd ...
... thee from the banks of Came , Devoted to thy virtuous name ; 60 Whilst thou , bright saint , high sit'st in glory , Next her much like to thee in story , That fair Syrian shepherdess , Who after years of barrenness The highly favour'd ...
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... thee , 15 20 [ O Time . AT A SOLEMN MUSIC . BLEST pair of Sirens , pledges of Heav'ns joy , Sphere - born harmonious sisters , Voice and Verse , Wed your divine sounds ; and mixt power employ Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to ...
... thee , 15 20 [ O Time . AT A SOLEMN MUSIC . BLEST pair of Sirens , pledges of Heav'ns joy , Sphere - born harmonious sisters , Voice and Verse , Wed your divine sounds ; and mixt power employ Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to ...
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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.