The works of John Milton in verse and prose, with a life of the author by J. Mitford, Том 11851 |
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... d with grief and fear , And O poor hapless Nightingale thought I , How sweet thou fing'ft , how near the deadly fnare ! Then down the Lawns I ran with headlong hast Through paths , and turnings oft'n trod by day , A MASK . 83.
... d with grief and fear , And O poor hapless Nightingale thought I , How sweet thou fing'ft , how near the deadly fnare ! Then down the Lawns I ran with headlong hast Through paths , and turnings oft'n trod by day , A MASK . 83.
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... hast entomb'd , And last of all thy greedy felf confum'd , Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kifs ; And Joy shall overtake us as a flood , When every thing that is fincerely good And perfectly divine , 10 With ...
... hast entomb'd , And last of all thy greedy felf confum'd , Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kifs ; And Joy shall overtake us as a flood , When every thing that is fincerely good And perfectly divine , 10 With ...
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... hast . T Ariofto . HEN past he to a flowry Mountain green , Which once smelt fweet , now ftinks as odiously ; This was that gift ( if you the truth will have ) That Conftantine to good Sylveftro gave . Horace . WHOM do we count a good ...
... hast . T Ariofto . HEN past he to a flowry Mountain green , Which once smelt fweet , now ftinks as odiously ; This was that gift ( if you the truth will have ) That Conftantine to good Sylveftro gave . Horace . WHOM do we count a good ...
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... hast sung too late For my relief ; yet hadft no reason why , Whether the Mufe , or Love call thee his mate , Both them I serve , and of their train am I. D II . ONNA leggiadra il cui bel nome honora L'herbofa val di Rheno , e il nobil ...
... hast sung too late For my relief ; yet hadft no reason why , Whether the Mufe , or Love call thee his mate , Both them I serve , and of their train am I. D II . ONNA leggiadra il cui bel nome honora L'herbofa val di Rheno , e il nobil ...
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... hast , and they that overween , And at thy growing vertues fret their spleen , No anger find in thee , but pity and ruth . Thy care is fixt and zealously attends To fill thy odorous Lamp with deeds of light , And Hope that reaps not ...
... hast , and they that overween , And at thy growing vertues fret their spleen , No anger find in thee , but pity and ruth . Thy care is fixt and zealously attends To fill thy odorous Lamp with deeds of light , And Hope that reaps not ...
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Страница 104 - With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Страница 98 - 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.
Страница 114 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
Страница 108 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Страница 101 - O fountain Arethuse, and thou honoured flood, Smooth-sliding Mincius, crowned with vocal reeds, That strain I heard was of a higher mood ! But now my oat proceeds, And listens to the Herald of the Sea That came in Neptune's plea.
Страница 130 - And, though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlighten'd world no more should need.
Страница 103 - Namancos and Bayona's hold; Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth : And, O ye Dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Страница 127 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Страница 103 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Страница 112 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...