The Poetical Works of John MiltonRoutledge, 1857 - 570 pages |
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... equals , that from his twelfth year he commonly continued his studies till mid- night , which ( as he says himself , in his Second Defence ) was the first ruin of his eyes , to whose natural debility were added too frequent headaches ...
... equals , that from his twelfth year he commonly continued his studies till mid- night , which ( as he says himself , in his Second Defence ) was the first ruin of his eyes , to whose natural debility were added too frequent headaches ...
Page xxxiii
... equal at least to the best of the ancient : the honour of this country , and the envy and admiration of all others . In 1670 he published his " History of Britain , " that part especially now called England . He began it above twenty ...
... equal at least to the best of the ancient : the honour of this country , and the envy and admiration of all others . In 1670 he published his " History of Britain , " that part especially now called England . He began it above twenty ...
Page xxxiv
... equal ability with those who have devoted their labours to " Paradise Lost . " His Samson Agonistes " is the only ... equals , if not exceeds , any of the most perfect tragedies which were ever exhibited on the Athenian stage when Greece ...
... equal ability with those who have devoted their labours to " Paradise Lost . " His Samson Agonistes " is the only ... equals , if not exceeds , any of the most perfect tragedies which were ever exhibited on the Athenian stage when Greece ...
Page xxxv
... equal justice to our author's " L'Allegro , " and " Il Penseroso , " as if the same spirit possessed both masters , and as if the god of music and of verse was still one and the same . There are also some other pieces of Milton , for he ...
... equal justice to our author's " L'Allegro , " and " Il Penseroso , " as if the same spirit possessed both masters , and as if the god of music and of verse was still one and the same . There are also some other pieces of Milton , for he ...
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... equal and cheerful temper ; and yet I can easily believe that he had a sufficient sense of his own merits , and con- tempt enough for his adversaries . His merits , indeed , were singular ; for he was a man not only of wonderful genius ...
... equal and cheerful temper ; and yet I can easily believe that he had a sufficient sense of his own merits , and con- tempt enough for his adversaries . His merits , indeed , were singular ; for he was a man not only of wonderful genius ...
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Page 54 - Tunes her nocturnal note: thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Page 55 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 422 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.
Page 464 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears ; ' Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Page 466 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said: — But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 466 - Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean lake; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain, (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain) He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake ; How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Enow of such as for their bellies' sake Creep, and intrude, and climb into the fold?
Page 111 - His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye pines; With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune His praise.
Page 418 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
Page 423 - Stooping through a fleecy cloud. Oft, on a plat of rising ground, I hear the far-off Curfew sound Over some wide-watered 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 bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 405 - The oracles are dumb, No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.