John Milton: the Patriot and PoetPartridge & Oakey, 1852 - 235 pagina's |
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Pagina 19
... sounds , and mix'd pow'r employ , Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to pierce , And to our high - raised phantasy present That undisturbed song of pure consent , Ay sung before the sapphire - colour'd throne , To Him that sits ...
... sounds , and mix'd pow'r employ , Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to pierce , And to our high - raised phantasy present That undisturbed song of pure consent , Ay sung before the sapphire - colour'd throne , To Him that sits ...
Pagina 21
... sounds like the climax of the thought ; we feel it rushing through the soul ; now it sobs , and now it soars , -expressing ... sound , Was heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up hung : The hooked chariot stood ...
... sounds like the climax of the thought ; we feel it rushing through the soul ; now it sobs , and now it soars , -expressing ... sound , Was heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up hung : The hooked chariot stood ...
Pagina 23
... sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat , While each peculiar pow'r foregoes his wonted seat . Peor and Baalim Forsake their temples dim , With that twice - batter'd God of Palestine ...
... sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat , While each peculiar pow'r foregoes his wonted seat . Peor and Baalim Forsake their temples dim , With that twice - batter'd God of Palestine ...
Pagina 34
... sounds that murmur through old abbeys ; not the rebeck , but the organ ; not the merry sounds of the cheerful dancers , but the solemn choristers in the old and vast cathedral . " But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious ...
... sounds that murmur through old abbeys ; not the rebeck , but the organ ; not the merry sounds of the cheerful dancers , but the solemn choristers in the old and vast cathedral . " But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious ...
Pagina 32
... sounds that murmur through old abbeys ; not the rebeck , but the organ ; not the merry sounds of the cheerful dancers , but the solemn choristers in the old and vast cathedral . " But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious ...
... sounds that murmur through old abbeys ; not the rebeck , but the organ ; not the merry sounds of the cheerful dancers , but the solemn choristers in the old and vast cathedral . " But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious ...
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John Milton: The Patriot and Poet; Illustrations of the Model Man Edwin Paxton Hood Fragmentweergave - 1970 |
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ancient Areopagitica beauty behold bishops blind Buckinghamshire called CHAPTER character Charles cheerful church civil Cloth colours Comus conscience court dark death defence delights despotism ditto Divine Eikon Basilike England evil father fear Forest Hill genius gilt grandeur grove hath Heaven Hell honour Il Penseroso illustrates imagination John Milton Johnson king L'Allegro labours Lady land learned Let the reader liberty light live Lycidas magnificent marriage mind moral musing Nature ness never night noble o'er Osiris Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Penseroso perfect perhaps Petrarch poem poet poet's poetry political popery portrait prelates Prince rebeck religion round Salmasius Satan says scenery seems Shakspeare Sir Egerton Brydges Sir William Jones solemn sonnet soul sound spirit sublime sweet taste terrible things Thomas Warton thou thought tion truth virtue walk winds wonderful writings written youth
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Pagina 76 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Pagina 102 - Typhon with his conspirators, how they dealt with the good Osiris, took the virgin truth, hewed her lovely form into a thousand pieces, and scattered them to the four winds. From that time ever since, the sad friends of truth, such as durst appear, imitating the careful search that Isis made for the mangled body of Osiris, went up and down gathering up limb by limb still as they could find them.
Pagina 143 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells ; hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place, or time.
Pagina 29 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Pagina 130 - Rescued from death by force though pale and faint. Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.
Pagina 99 - There it was that I found and visited the famous Galileo grown old, a prisoner to the Inquisition, for thinking in astronomy otherwise than the Franciscan and Dominican licensers thought...
Pagina 34 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. 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.
Pagina 167 - A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the...
Pagina 23 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Pagina 168 - Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray had in her sober livery all things clad : Silence accompanied ; for Beast and Bird, they to their grassy couch, these to their nests, were slunk, — all but the wakeful nightingale; she, all night long, her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleased. Now...