The Poetical Works of John Milton: With the Life of the Author, Том 2 |
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... was left no better room : A star , not seen before , in Heav ' n appearing ,
Guided the wise men thither from the east , 250 To honour thee with incense ,
myrrh , and gold ; By whose bright course led on they found the place , Affirming it
thy star ...
... was left no better room : A star , not seen before , in Heav ' n appearing ,
Guided the wise men thither from the east , 250 To honour thee with incense ,
myrrh , and gold ; By whose bright course led on they found the place , Affirming it
thy star ...
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485 Thy father , who is holy , wise , and pure , Suffers the hypocrite or atheous
priest To tread his sacred courts , and minister About his altar , handling holy
things , Praying or vowing ; and vouchsaf ' d his voice 490 To Balaam reprobate ,
a ...
485 Thy father , who is holy , wise , and pure , Suffers the hypocrite or atheous
priest To tread his sacred courts , and minister About his altar , handling holy
things , Praying or vowing ; and vouchsaf ' d his voice 490 To Balaam reprobate ,
a ...
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Extol not riches then , the toil of fools , The wise man ' s . cumbrance , if not snare
; more apt To slacken virtue , and abate her edge , 455 Than prompt her to do
aught may merit praise . What if with like aversion I reject Riches and realms ? yet
...
Extol not riches then , the toil of fools , The wise man ' s . cumbrance , if not snare
; more apt To slacken virtue , and abate her edge , 455 Than prompt her to do
aught may merit praise . What if with like aversion I reject Riches and realms ? yet
...
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470 Yet he who reigns within himself , and rules Passions , desires , and fears , is
more a king ; Which every wise and virtuous man attains ; And who attains not , ill
aspires to rule Cities of men , or headstrong multitudes , Subject himself to ...
470 Yet he who reigns within himself , and rules Passions , desires , and fears , is
more a king ; Which every wise and virtuous man attains ; And who attains not , ill
aspires to rule Cities of men , or headstrong multitudes , Subject himself to ...
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I see thou know ' st what is of use to know , What best to say canst say , to do
canst do : Thy actions to thy words accord ; thy words To thy large heart give
utterance due ; thy heart 10 Contains of good , wise , just , the perfect shape .
Should ...
I see thou know ' st what is of use to know , What best to say canst say , to do
canst do : Thy actions to thy words accord ; thy words To thy large heart give
utterance due ; thy heart 10 Contains of good , wise , just , the perfect shape .
Should ...
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Страница 199 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer: Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
Страница 195 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Страница 75 - Tragedy, as it was anciently composed, hath been ever held the gravest, moralest, and most profitable of all other poems: therefore said by Aristotle to be of power, by raising pity and fear, or terror, to purge the mind of those and suchlike passions, that is, to temper and reduce them to just measure with a kind of delight, stirred up by reading or seeing those passions well imitated.
Страница 217 - The lily and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun. What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise To hear the lute well touch'd, or artful voice Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air ? He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise.
Страница 192 - Thee, chauntress, oft, the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green...
Страница 203 - Where the great Vision of the guarded Mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold; Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth : And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Страница 202 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. — But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Страница 184 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Страница 191 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Страница 202 - Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.