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Page 114
I see thou art implacable , more deaf 96 To prayers than winds and seas , yet
winds to se Are reconcil ' d at length , and sea to shore : Thy anger unappeasable
, still rages , Eternal tempest never to be calm ' d . Why do I humble thus myself ...
I see thou art implacable , more deaf 96 To prayers than winds and seas , yet
winds to se Are reconcil ' d at length , and sea to shore : Thy anger unappeasable
, still rages , Eternal tempest never to be calm ' d . Why do I humble thus myself ...
Page 117
Fair days have oft contracted wind and rain . Chor . But ihis another kind of
tempest brings . Sam . Be less abstruse , my riddling days are past . Chor . Look
now for no inchanting voice , nor fear The bait of honied words ; a rougher tongue
...
Fair days have oft contracted wind and rain . Chor . But ihis another kind of
tempest brings . Sam . Be less abstruse , my riddling days are past . Chor . Look
now for no inchanting voice , nor fear The bait of honied words ; a rougher tongue
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And question ' d every gust of rugged winds That blows from off each beak ' d
promontory ; They knew not of his story , And sage Hippotades their answer
brings , That not a blast was from his dungeon stray ' d , The air was calm , and
on the ...
And question ' d every gust of rugged winds That blows from off each beak ' d
promontory ; They knew not of his story , And sage Hippotades their answer
brings , That not a blast was from his dungeon stray ' d , The air was calm , and
on the ...
Page 201
The hungry sheep look up , and are not fed , But swoll ' n with wind , and the rank
mist they draw , Rot inwardly , and foul ... Ye valleys low , where the mild
whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds , and gushing brooks , On whose
fresh lap ...
The hungry sheep look up , and are not fed , But swoll ' n with wind , and the rank
mist they draw , Rot inwardly , and foul ... Ye valleys low , where the mild
whispers use Of shades , and wanton winds , and gushing brooks , On whose
fresh lap ...
Page 198
700 . the wind blowing from Thrace , northward of Greece To thrill , P . to pierce ,
to bore , to penetrate Tiar , P . L . ii . 625 . a Persian word for a round cap , high ,
and ending in a point ; the usual covering and ornament the eastern princes wore
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700 . the wind blowing from Thrace , northward of Greece To thrill , P . to pierce ,
to bore , to penetrate Tiar , P . L . ii . 625 . a Persian word for a round cap , high ,
and ending in a point ; the usual covering and ornament the eastern princes wore
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Page 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 190 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 146 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 197 - 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.
Page 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 37 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Page 32 - 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.
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| Title | The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Volumes 3-4 Volumes 14-15 of Poets of Gt. Brit The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, John Milton |
| Author | John Milton |
| Published | 1807 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 26 Sep 2006 |
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