The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors, Volume 6C. and J. Rivington; J. Cuthell; J. Nunn; J. and W.T. Clarke; Longman and Company ... [and 17 others], 1826 |
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Pagina 4
... once did sing , That he our deadly forfeit should release , And with his Father work us a perpetual peace . 5 The concluding pentameter of the paragraph points out the best part of the Ode . " Et subita elisos ad sua fana deos . " See ...
... once did sing , That he our deadly forfeit should release , And with his Father work us a perpetual peace . 5 The concluding pentameter of the paragraph points out the best part of the Ode . " Et subita elisos ad sua fana deos . " See ...
Pagina 14
... Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; 125 And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow ; 130 And , with your ninefold harmony , Make up full consort to ...
... Once bless our human ears , If ye have power to touch our senses so ; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; 125 And let the base of Heaven's deep organ blow ; 130 And , with your ninefold harmony , Make up full consort to ...
Pagina 24
... once used to over- whelm the shrieks of the sacrificed infants . " A new use is made of the cymbals of the disappointed priests . He does not say , " Moloch's idol was removed , to which infants were sacrificed ; In dismal dance about ...
... once used to over- whelm the shrieks of the sacrificed infants . " A new use is made of the cymbals of the disappointed priests . He does not say , " Moloch's idol was removed , to which infants were sacrificed ; In dismal dance about ...
Pagina 33
... Once glorious towers , now sunk in guiltless blood ; There doth my soul in holy vision sit , In pensive trance , and anguish , and ecstatick fit . 39 made for time ; but I conceive they were never of a clear white . " Considerations on ...
... Once glorious towers , now sunk in guiltless blood ; There doth my soul in holy vision sit , In pensive trance , and anguish , and ecstatick fit . 39 made for time ; but I conceive they were never of a clear white . " Considerations on ...
Pagina 47
... once before Forsook the hated earth , O tell me sooth , And cam'st again to visit us once more ? Or wert thou that sweet - smiling youth ? Or that crown'd matron sage white - robed Truth ? " With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves ...
... once before Forsook the hated earth , O tell me sooth , And cam'st again to visit us once more ? Or wert thou that sweet - smiling youth ? Or that crown'd matron sage white - robed Truth ? " With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves ...
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Pagina 376 - 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.
Pagina 18 - And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins...
Pagina 4 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around ; The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Pagina 147 - LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Pagina 86 - What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones, The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Pagina 10 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars, with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence : And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.
Pagina 54 - Touch their immortal harps of golden wires, With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms, Hymns devout and holy psalms Singing everlastingly ; That we on Earth, with undiscording voice May rightly answer that melodious noise...
Pagina 26 - Not Typhon huge ending in snaky twine : Our Babe, to show His Godhead true, Can in His swaddling bands control the damned crew.
Pagina 17 - But wisest Fate says No; This must not yet be so ; The Babe yet lies in smiling infancy That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss; So both himself and us to glorify: Yet first, to those ychain'd in sleep The wakeful trump of doom must thunder through the deep...
Pagina 4 - 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 ; For so the holy sages once did sing That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.