The Poetical Works of John MiltonBickers and Son, 1851 - 858 pàgines |
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Pàgina 133
... fuch pleasure loth to lofe , [ close . With thousand echo's ftill prolongs each heav'nly IO . Nature that heard fuch found Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's feat , the Airy region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was ...
... fuch pleasure loth to lofe , [ close . With thousand echo's ftill prolongs each heav'nly IO . Nature that heard fuch found Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's feat , the Airy region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was ...
Pàgina 293
... fuch as Angels weep , burft forth : at last Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O Myriads of immortal ... fuch united force of Gods , how fuch As stood like these , could ever know repulse ? 630 For who can yet beleeve ...
... fuch as Angels weep , burft forth : at last Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O Myriads of immortal ... fuch united force of Gods , how fuch As stood like these , could ever know repulse ? 630 For who can yet beleeve ...
Pàgina 444
... fuch Foes met arm'd ; For to themselves I left them , and thou knowft , Equal in their Creation they were form'd , Save what fin hath impaird , which yet hath wrought Infenfibly , for I fufpend their doom ; Whence in perpetual fight ...
... fuch Foes met arm'd ; For to themselves I left them , and thou knowft , Equal in their Creation they were form'd , Save what fin hath impaird , which yet hath wrought Infenfibly , for I fufpend their doom ; Whence in perpetual fight ...
Continguts
Arcades | 118 |
At a Vacation Exercife in the Colledge | 125 |
The Paffion | 138 |
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Adam againſt alſo Angels anſwer Beaſt behold beſt call'd cauſe Chor courſe Dagon darkneſs death defire Divine doth e're Earth eaſe elſe evil eyes fafe faid fair fame farr Father Feaſt fhall fide fight fince fing firſt folemn fome foon foul ftill fuch glory Gods haſt hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell higheſt himſelf honour houſe juft juſt King laſt leaſt lefs leſs light loft Lord Lycidas mihi moſt muſt night o're Paradiſe paſt pleaſe pleaſure praiſe preſent publiſhed quæ raiſe Reaſon reſt Samfon Satan ſee ſeek ſeems ſelf ſet ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhould Skie ſpeed Spirit ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſtrong ſuch ſweet taſte thee themſelves thence theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou art thought thouſand Throne thy felf uſe utmoſt vertue whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worſe