The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Bind 3–41807 |
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Side 92
John Milton. Non tunc Ionio quicquam cessisset Homero , Neve foret victo laus tibi prima , Maro . Tempora nam licet hic placidis dare libera Musis , Et totum rapiunt me mea vita libri . Excipit hinc fessum sinuosi pompa theatri , Et ...
John Milton. Non tunc Ionio quicquam cessisset Homero , Neve foret victo laus tibi prima , Maro . Tempora nam licet hic placidis dare libera Musis , Et totum rapiunt me mea vita libri . Excipit hinc fessum sinuosi pompa theatri , Et ...
Side 93
... tibi sit fœmina posse sequi . Tuque urbs Dardaniis , Londinum , structa colonis Tarrigerum latè conspicienda caput , Tu nimium felix intra tua moenia claudis Quicquid formosi pendulus orbis habet . Non tibi tot cœlo scintillant astra ...
... tibi sit fœmina posse sequi . Tuque urbs Dardaniis , Londinum , structa colonis Tarrigerum latè conspicienda caput , Tu nimium felix intra tua moenia claudis Quicquid formosi pendulus orbis habet . Non tibi tot cœlo scintillant astra ...
Side 94
... tibi tempora plumis Sub quibus accipimus delituisse Jovem , O dignus tamen Hæmonio juvenescere succo , Dignus in Esonios vivere posse dies , Dignus quem Stygiis medicâ revocaret ab undis Arte Coronides , sæpe rogante deâ . Tu si jussus ...
... tibi tempora plumis Sub quibus accipimus delituisse Jovem , O dignus tamen Hæmonio juvenescere succo , Dignus in Esonios vivere posse dies , Dignus quem Stygiis medicâ revocaret ab undis Arte Coronides , sæpe rogante deâ . Tu si jussus ...
Side 96
... tibi detur agros , Quodque afflata tuo marcescant lilia tabo , Et crocus , et pulchræ Cypridi sacra rosa , Nec sinis ut semper fluvio contermina quercus Miretur lapsus prætereuntis aquæ ? Et tibi succumbit liquido quæ plurima.cœlo ...
... tibi detur agros , Quodque afflata tuo marcescant lilia tabo , Et crocus , et pulchræ Cypridi sacra rosa , Nec sinis ut semper fluvio contermina quercus Miretur lapsus prætereuntis aquæ ? Et tibi succumbit liquido quæ plurima.cœlo ...
Side 98
... tibi dent placidam per sua regna viam . At tu , si poteris , celeres tibi sume jugales , Vecta quibus Colchis fugit ab ore viri ; Aut queis Triptolemus Scythicas devenit in orag Gratus Eleusinâ missus ab urbe puer . Atque ubi Germanas ...
... tibi dent placidam per sua regna viam . At tu , si poteris , celeres tibi sume jugales , Vecta quibus Colchis fugit ab ore viri ; Aut queis Triptolemus Scythicas devenit in orag Gratus Eleusinâ missus ab urbe puer . Atque ubi Germanas ...
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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.