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For , such another field But from the author of all ill , could spring They dreaded
worse than hell : so much the fear So deep a malice , to confound the race Of
thunder , and the sword of Michael , Of mankind in one root , and earth with hell ...
For , such another field But from the author of all ill , could spring They dreaded
worse than hell : so much the fear So deep a malice , to confound the race Of
thunder , and the sword of Michael , Of mankind in one root , and earth with hell ...
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Nor to the surface of enliven'd earth, Graceful with hills and dales, and leafy
woods, tier liberal tresses, is thy force confined ; But, to the bowell'd cavern
darting deep, The mineral kinds confess thy mighty power. Effulgent, hence, the
veiny ...
Nor to the surface of enliven'd earth, Graceful with hills and dales, and leafy
woods, tier liberal tresses, is thy force confined ; But, to the bowell'd cavern
darting deep, The mineral kinds confess thy mighty power. Effulgent, hence, the
veiny ...
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The gilded earth ! the harvest - treasures all But equal inhumanity , in courts ,
Now gather'd in , beyond the rage of storms , Delusive pomp and dark cabals ,
delight ; Sure to the swain : the circling fence shut up ; Wreathe the deep bow ,
diffuse ...
The gilded earth ! the harvest - treasures all But equal inhumanity , in courts ,
Now gather'd in , beyond the rage of storms , Delusive pomp and dark cabals ,
delight ; Sure to the swain : the circling fence shut up ; Wreathe the deep bow ,
diffuse ...
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The cormorant on high ' Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts
Wheels from the deep , and screams along the land . Along the mazy current .
Low the woods Loud shrieks the soaring hern ; and with wild wing Bow their hoar
head ...
The cormorant on high ' Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts
Wheels from the deep , and screams along the land . Along the mazy current .
Low the woods Loud shrieks the soaring hern ; and with wild wing Bow their hoar
head ...
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A ship from Egypt, o'er the deep impell'd By guiding winds, her course for Venice
held : Of famed Britannia were the gallant crew, And from that isle her name the
vessel drew. The wayward steps of Fortune, that delude Full oft to ruin, eager ...
A ship from Egypt, o'er the deep impell'd By guiding winds, her course for Venice
held : Of famed Britannia were the gallant crew, And from that isle her name the
vessel drew. The wayward steps of Fortune, that delude Full oft to ruin, eager ...
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Página 110 - I hear the far-off curfew sound, Over some wide-water'd shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar: Or, if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the belman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm...
Página 104 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away. And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? — it was — Where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Página 104 - All this, and more endearing still than all, Thy constant flow of love, that knew no fall, Ne'er roughen'd by those cataracts and breaks, That humour interposed too often makes; All this still legible in memory's page, And still to be so to my latest age...
Página 118 - Bid Amaranthus all his beauty shed, And Daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the Laureate Hearse where Lycid lies. For so, to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.
Página 10 - Thither no more the peasant shall repair To sweet oblivion of his daily care; No more the farmer's news, the barber's tale, No more the woodman's ballad shall prevail; No more the smith his dusky brow shall clear, Relax his ponderous strength, and lean to hear...
Página 10 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Página 44 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
Página 96 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. "Stop, stop, John Gilpin!— Here's the house !" They all at once did cry; "The dinner waits, and we are tired;"— Said Gilpin, "So am I!
Página 11 - Where the dark scorpion gathers death around; Where at each step the stranger fears to wake The rattling terrors of the vengeful snake ; Where crouching tigers wait their hapless prey, And savage men more murderous still than they; While oft in whirls the mad tornado flies, Mingling the ravaged landscape with the skies.
Página 117 - Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Poetical Works of John Milton ... Volumen2 de The Poetical Works of John Milton, John Milton |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Editor | Jones & Company, 1824 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 23 Mayo 2007 |
| Largo | 131 páginas |
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