The Poems of John Milton: English, Latin, Greek & Italian, Volum 2at the Florence Press, Chatto & Windus, 1925 |
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Pàgina xvi
... delight to those especially of soft and delicious Temper , who will not so much as look upon Truth herself , unless they see her elegantly drest ; that whereas the Paths of honesty and good Life appear now rugged and difficult , though ...
... delight to those especially of soft and delicious Temper , who will not so much as look upon Truth herself , unless they see her elegantly drest ; that whereas the Paths of honesty and good Life appear now rugged and difficult , though ...
Pàgina xix
... delightful Studies , to come into the dim reflection of hollow Antiquities sold by the seeming bulk , and there be fain to club quotations with men whose learning and belief lies in marginal stuff- ings ; who when they have , like good ...
... delightful Studies , to come into the dim reflection of hollow Antiquities sold by the seeming bulk , and there be fain to club quotations with men whose learning and belief lies in marginal stuff- ings ; who when they have , like good ...
Pàgina xxvi
... delight and this unexpected contest with the enemies of liberty has withdrawn me against my will from very different and far more pleasurable pursuits ( diversis longe et amoenioribus omnino me studiis in- tentum ad se rapuit invitum ) ...
... delight and this unexpected contest with the enemies of liberty has withdrawn me against my will from very different and far more pleasurable pursuits ( diversis longe et amoenioribus omnino me studiis in- tentum ad se rapuit invitum ) ...
Pàgina lxiv
... delight and horrour on us seize , Thou sing'st with so much gravity and ease ; And above human flight dost soar aloft With Plume so strong , so equal , and so soft . The Bird nam'd from that Paradise you sing So never flags , but always ...
... delight and horrour on us seize , Thou sing'st with so much gravity and ease ; And above human flight dost soar aloft With Plume so strong , so equal , and so soft . The Bird nam'd from that Paradise you sing So never flags , but always ...
Pàgina 2
... delight ; which consists only in apt Numbers , fit quantity of Syl- lables , and the sense variously drawn out from one Verse into another , not in the jingling sound of like endings , a fault avoided by the learned Ancients both in ...
... delight ; which consists only in apt Numbers , fit quantity of Syl- lables , and the sense variously drawn out from one Verse into another , not in the jingling sound of like endings , a fault avoided by the learned Ancients both in ...
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Adam Adam and Eve Ægypt Aldis Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd arm'd Arms aught Beast behold bliss bright burning Lake call'd Canaan Celestial Cherube Cherubim Cloud Creatures dark Death deep delight Divine dreadful dwell Eternal Ev'ning evil eyes fair Fair Angel Faith fall'n Father fear fill'd fire Flow'rs Fruit Gates giv'n Glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heav'nly Hell highth Hill John Milton join'd King labour less lest light live Love Lucifer Mankind Messiah Milton Morn Night o'er ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST peace perfet pleas'd poem rais'd Reign repli'd return'd round Sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shalt shew sight Song soon spake Spirits Stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thither thou hast thoughts Throne thyself Tree turn'd voice wand'ring whence wings World wrauth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 11 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence : Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in hell : Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
Pàgina 133 - Rising or falling, still advance His praise. His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune His praise. Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven- gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes His praise.
Pàgina 94 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Pàgina 302 - Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man ? Did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me...
Pàgina 95 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell ; myself am Hell ; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Pàgina 67 - Eternal coeternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate! Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Pàgina 17 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties, all a summer's day; While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Pàgina xviii - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pàgina 112 - Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires : Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Pàgina 26 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.