The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 pàgines |
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Pàgina 24
... rest ; Come , lay thy evening glories on my breast , 75 80 85 And breathing fresh , through many a humid rose , Soft whispering airs shall lull thee to repose ! No fears I feel like Semele to die , Nor lest thy burning wheels approach ...
... rest ; Come , lay thy evening glories on my breast , 75 80 85 And breathing fresh , through many a humid rose , Soft whispering airs shall lull thee to repose ! No fears I feel like Semele to die , Nor lest thy burning wheels approach ...
Pàgina 174
John Milton James Holly Hanford. There rest , if any rest can harbor there , And re - assembling our afflicted powers , Consult how we may henceforth most offend Our enemy , our own loss how repair , How overcome this dire calamity ...
John Milton James Holly Hanford. There rest , if any rest can harbor there , And re - assembling our afflicted powers , Consult how we may henceforth most offend Our enemy , our own loss how repair , How overcome this dire calamity ...
Pàgina 272
... rest , as day and night to men Successive , and the timely dew of sleep Now falling with soft slumberous weight inclines Our eye - lids ; other creatures all day long Rove idle , unemployed , and less need rest ; Man hath his daily work ...
... rest , as day and night to men Successive , and the timely dew of sleep Now falling with soft slumberous weight inclines Our eye - lids ; other creatures all day long Rove idle , unemployed , and less need rest ; Man hath his daily work ...
Continguts
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Adam angels appear arms Book bright bring brought called cause comes dark death deep delight divine Earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill hope human Italy King Latin leave less light lines live look Lord lost means Milton mind morn move Nature never night once pain Paradise passed peace perhaps poem praise reason receive rest round Samson Satan seek seemed side sight song soon sound spirits stand star stood strength sweet taste thee things thou thought throne till tree true turned virtue voice winds wings wonder