The Poetical Works of John MiltonBickers and Son, 1851 - 858 pàgines |
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Pàgina 398
... praise him in thy Spheare While day arises , that sweet hour of Prime . Thou Sun , of this great World both Eye and Soule , Acknowledge him thy Greater , found his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high ...
... praise him in thy Spheare While day arises , that sweet hour of Prime . Thou Sun , of this great World both Eye and Soule , Acknowledge him thy Greater , found his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high ...
Pàgina 651
... praise . What if with like averfion I reject Riches and Realms ; yet not for that a Crown , Golden in fhew , is but a wreath of thorns , Brings dangers , troubles , cares , and sleepless nights To him who wears the Regal Diadem , 461 ...
... praise . What if with like averfion I reject Riches and Realms ; yet not for that a Crown , Golden in fhew , is but a wreath of thorns , Brings dangers , troubles , cares , and sleepless nights To him who wears the Regal Diadem , 461 ...
Pàgina 654
... praise , if always praise unmixt ? And what the people but a herd confus'd , A miscellaneous rabble , who extol Things vulgar , and well weigh'd , scarce worth the They praise and they admire they know not what ; And know not whom , but ...
... praise , if always praise unmixt ? And what the people but a herd confus'd , A miscellaneous rabble , who extol Things vulgar , and well weigh'd , scarce worth the They praise and they admire they know not what ; And know not whom , but ...
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