The Poetical Works of John Milton: Edited from the Original Texts by the Rev. H.C. BeechingClarendon Press, 1900 - 554 pages |
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... tree : The haples Babe before his birth . Had burial , yet not laid in earth , And the languisht Mothers Womb Was not long a living Tomb . So have I seen som tender slip Sav'd with care from Winters nip , The pride of her carnation ...
... tree : The haples Babe before his birth . Had burial , yet not laid in earth , And the languisht Mothers Womb Was not long a living Tomb . So have I seen som tender slip Sav'd with care from Winters nip , The pride of her carnation ...
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... Trees , Wher perhaps som beauty lies , The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes . Hard by , a Cottage chimney smokes , From betwixt two aged Okes , Where Corydon and Thyrsis met , Are at their savory dinner set Of Hearbs , and other Country ...
... Trees , Wher perhaps som beauty lies , The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes . Hard by , a Cottage chimney smokes , From betwixt two aged Okes , Where Corydon and Thyrsis met , Are at their savory dinner set Of Hearbs , and other Country ...
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... Trees , Our number may affright : Som Virgin sure ( For so I can distinguish by mine Art ) Benighted in these Woods . Now to my charms , And to my wily trains , I shall e're long Be well stock't with as fair a herd as graz'd About my ...
... Trees , Our number may affright : Som Virgin sure ( For so I can distinguish by mine Art ) Benighted in these Woods . Now to my charms , And to my wily trains , I shall e're long Be well stock't with as fair a herd as graz'd About my ...
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... Tree Laden with blooming gold , had need the guard Of dragon watch with uninchanted eye , To save her blossoms , and defend her fruit From the rash hand of bold Incontinence . You may as well spred out the unsun'd heaps Of Misers ...
... Tree Laden with blooming gold , had need the guard Of dragon watch with uninchanted eye , To save her blossoms , and defend her fruit From the rash hand of bold Incontinence . You may as well spred out the unsun'd heaps Of Misers ...
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... tree : Along the crisped shades and bowres Revels the spruce and jocond Spring , The Graces , and the rosie - boosom'd Howres , Thither all their bounties bring , That there eternal Summer dwels , And West winds , with musky wing About ...
... tree : Along the crisped shades and bowres Revels the spruce and jocond Spring , The Graces , and the rosie - boosom'd Howres , Thither all their bounties bring , That there eternal Summer dwels , And West winds , with musky wing About ...
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Page 181 - OF Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Page 262 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Page 40 - Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend Sire, went footing slow, His Mantle hairy, and his Bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. "Ah; Who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge?
Page 42 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, 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.
Page 183 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flam'd ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed...
Page 42 - 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.
Page 42 - 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 170 Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 21 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 276 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 38 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 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.