Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions, with a Tractate of Education. The Author John MiltonJ. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for T. and T. Longman, S. Birt, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, R. Ware [and 4 others in London], 1753 - 350 pagina's |
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Pagina 5
... youth's full flow'r , displaying All virtue , grace , and wisdom to achieve Things higheft , greateft , multiplies my fear . Before him a great prophet , to proclame His coming , is fent harbinger , who all Invites , and in the ...
... youth's full flow'r , displaying All virtue , grace , and wisdom to achieve Things higheft , greateft , multiplies my fear . Before him a great prophet , to proclame His coming , is fent harbinger , who all Invites , and in the ...
Pagina 26
... youth , how all the beauties of the east He flightly view'd , and flightly overpass'd ; How he firnam'd of Africa difmifs'd In his prime youth the fair Iberian maid . 195 200 For For Solomon , he liv'd at ease , and full 26 PARADISE ...
... youth , how all the beauties of the east He flightly view'd , and flightly overpass'd ; How he firnam'd of Africa difmifs'd In his prime youth the fair Iberian maid . 195 200 For For Solomon , he liv'd at ease , and full 26 PARADISE ...
Pagina 31
... youths rich clad , of fairer hue Than Ganymed or Hylas ; diftant more Under the trees now tripp'd , now folemn stood Nymphs of Diana's train , and Naiades With fruits and flow'rs from Amalthea's horn , And ladies of th ' Hefperides ...
... youths rich clad , of fairer hue Than Ganymed or Hylas ; diftant more Under the trees now tripp'd , now folemn stood Nymphs of Diana's train , and Naiades With fruits and flow'rs from Amalthea's horn , And ladies of th ' Hefperides ...
Pagina 67
... youth , Thy manhood last , though yet in private bred ; - Till at the ford of Jordan whither all Flock'd to the Baptift , I among the rest , Though not to be baptiz`d , by voice from Heaven Heard thee pronounc'd the Son of God belov'd ...
... youth , Thy manhood last , though yet in private bred ; - Till at the ford of Jordan whither all Flock'd to the Baptift , I among the rest , Though not to be baptiz`d , by voice from Heaven Heard thee pronounc'd the Son of God belov'd ...
Pagina 88
... youth ; they only liv'd who fled . Had Judah that day join'd , or one whole tribe , 265 They had by this poffefs'd the tow'rs of Gath , And lorded over them whom now they serve : But what more oft in nations grown corrupt , And by their ...
... youth ; they only liv'd who fled . Had Judah that day join'd , or one whole tribe , 265 They had by this poffefs'd the tow'rs of Gath , And lorded over them whom now they serve : But what more oft in nations grown corrupt , And by their ...
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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem in Four Books : To which is Added Samson Agonistes ... Milton Volledige weergave - 1713 |
Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books : To which is Added Samson ... Milton Volledige weergave - 1759 |
Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes ... John Milton Volledige weergave - 1759 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 214 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Pagina 83 - Let there be lig;ht, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon. When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Pagina 216 - 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.
Pagina 162 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks...
Pagina 213 - And all their echoes, mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the Canker to the Rose...
Pagina 327 - ... the knowledge and the use of which cannot but be a great furtherance both to the enlargement of truth, and honest living with much more peace.
Pagina 143 - Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Pagina 329 - The end, then, of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.
Pagina 213 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Pagina 152 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.