The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Bind 3–41807 |
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... shepherds watching at their folds by night , And told them the Messiah now was born , Where they might see him , and to thee they came , Directed to the manger , where thou lay'st , For in the inn was left no better room : A star , not ...
... shepherds watching at their folds by night , And told them the Messiah now was born , Where they might see him , and to thee they came , Directed to the manger , where thou lay'st , For in the inn was left no better room : A star , not ...
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... to highest deeds ; Gideon and Jephtha , and the shepherd lad , Whose offspring on the throne of Judah sat 440 So many ages , and shall yet regain That seat , and reign in Israel without end . Book II . 39 PARADISE REGAIN'D .
... to highest deeds ; Gideon and Jephtha , and the shepherd lad , Whose offspring on the throne of Judah sat 440 So many ages , and shall yet regain That seat , and reign in Israel without end . Book II . 39 PARADISE REGAIN'D .
Side 146
... shepherd fold , Now the top of Heav'n doth hold . And the gilded ear of Day , His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream , And the slope Sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of ...
... shepherd fold , Now the top of Heav'n doth hold . And the gilded ear of Day , His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream , And the slope Sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of ...
Side 152
... Shepherd , ill is lost that praise That is address'd to unattending ears ; Not any boast of skill , but extreme shift How to regain my sever'd company , Compell'd me to awake the courteous Echo To give me answer from her mossy couch ...
... Shepherd , ill is lost that praise That is address'd to unattending ears ; Not any boast of skill , but extreme shift How to regain my sever'd company , Compell'd me to awake the courteous Echo To give me answer from her mossy couch ...
Side 154
... Shepherd , I suppose In such a scant allowance of star - light , Would overtask the best land - pilot's art , Without the sure guess of well practis'd feet . 310 ' COM . I know each lane , and every alley green , Dingle , or bushy dell ...
... Shepherd , I suppose In such a scant allowance of star - light , Would overtask the best land - pilot's art , Without the sure guess of well practis'd feet . 310 ' COM . I know each lane , and every alley green , Dingle , or bushy dell ...
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Amor angels Arethuse arms Atque behold bright cataphracts Chebar CHOR clouds Comus Dagon dark death didst divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame father fear feast foes glorious glory gods Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heav'n heav'nly holy honour ipse Israel Jehovah Jove kings Lady light live Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah mihi MILTON morning mortal Muse never night numbers numina nymph o'er once P. L. iv P. L. vii P. L. x P. L. xi PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise Psalm quæ quid reply'd round Samson Samson Agonistes shades shalt shame Shepherd sing solemn Son of God song sorrow soul spirits strength sweet thee thence thine things thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi virgin virtue wild wilt winds wings words
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Side 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Side 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Side 190 - 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...
Side 146 - 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.
Side 197 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Side 35 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Side 30 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.