The Poetical Works of John MiltonArundel Print, 1881 - 627 pàgines |
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Pàgina 36
... whence deep thunders roar Must'ring their rage , and heav'n resembles hell ? As he our darkness , cannot we His light Imitate when we please ? this desert soil Wants not her hidden lustre , gems and gold ; Nor want we skill or art ...
... whence deep thunders roar Must'ring their rage , and heav'n resembles hell ? As he our darkness , cannot we His light Imitate when we please ? this desert soil Wants not her hidden lustre , gems and gold ; Nor want we skill or art ...
Pàgina 39
... whence , But from the author of all ill , could spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and earth with hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creator ? but their spite still serves His ...
... whence , But from the author of all ill , could spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and earth with hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creator ? but their spite still serves His ...
Pàgina 245
... whence Eden and all the coast in prospect lay . Down He descended straight ; the speed of gods Time counts not , tho ' with swiftest minutes wing'd . Now was the sun in western cadence low1 From noon , and gentle airs due at their hour ...
... whence Eden and all the coast in prospect lay . Down He descended straight ; the speed of gods Time counts not , tho ' with swiftest minutes wing'd . Now was the sun in western cadence low1 From noon , and gentle airs due at their hour ...
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Adam Ægypt Aldersgate Street Andrew Marvell angels answer'd appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright Bunhill Fields call'd Cherubim cloud creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth English eternal ev'ning evil eyes fair father fear fire flow'rs friends fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hath head heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill John Milton join'd King lest light live Long Parliament Lord Lycidas Milton morn night o'er pain paradise Paradise Lost Parliament pass'd peace Petty France praise Presbyterians Psalm reign replied return'd round SAMSON AGONISTES Satan seat seem'd serpent shalt sight Son of GOD Sonnet soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice wand'ring whence winds wings