The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volume 3Little, Brown, 1853 |
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John Milton. Ast ubi mens expleta domum , pecorisque relicti Cura vocat , simul assueta seditque sub ulmo , Tum vero amissum tum denique sentit amicum , Cœpit et immensum sic exonerare dolorem . 15 24 Ite domum impasti , domino jam non ...
John Milton. Ast ubi mens expleta domum , pecorisque relicti Cura vocat , simul assueta seditque sub ulmo , Tum vero amissum tum denique sentit amicum , Cœpit et immensum sic exonerare dolorem . 15 24 Ite domum impasti , domino jam non ...
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... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Pectora cui credam ? quis me lenire docebit Mordaces curas , quis longam fallere noctem Dulcibus alloquiis , grato cum sibilat igni [ Auster Molle pyrum , et nucibus strepitat focus , et ...
... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Pectora cui credam ? quis me lenire docebit Mordaces curas , quis longam fallere noctem Dulcibus alloquiis , grato cum sibilat igni [ Auster Molle pyrum , et nucibus strepitat focus , et ...
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... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Tityrus ad corylos vocat , Alphesibus ad ornos , Ad salices Aegon , ad flumina pulcher Amyntas , Hic gelidi fontes , hic illita gramina musco , Hic Zephyri , hic placidas interstrepit ...
... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Tityrus ad corylos vocat , Alphesibus ad ornos , Ad salices Aegon , ad flumina pulcher Amyntas , Hic gelidi fontes , hic illita gramina musco , Hic Zephyri , hic placidas interstrepit ...
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... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Hei mihi , quam similes ludunt per prata juvenci , Omnes unanimi secum sibi lege sodales ! Nec magis hunc alio quisquam secernit amicum De grege ; sic densi veniunt ad pabula thoes , Inque ...
... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Hei mihi , quam similes ludunt per prata juvenci , Omnes unanimi secum sibi lege sodales ! Nec magis hunc alio quisquam secernit amicum De grege ; sic densi veniunt ad pabula thoes , Inque ...
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... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Quamquam etiam vestri nunquam meminisse pi- gebit , Pastores Thusci , Musis operata juventus , 120 125 Hic Charis , atque Lepos ; et Thuscus tu quoque Damon , Antiqua genus unde petis ...
... domum impasti , domino jam non vacat , agni . Quamquam etiam vestri nunquam meminisse pi- gebit , Pastores Thusci , Musis operata juventus , 120 125 Hic Charis , atque Lepos ; et Thuscus tu quoque Damon , Antiqua genus unde petis ...
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aëre agni Amor Amphiaraus ANTISTROPHE atque Benlowes's Theophila bright carmina CHOR choro cœli cœlo Comus Dagon dark death Deos didst divine domino jam domum impasti dost doth Du Bartas earth enemies etiam Euripides eyes fair feast foes fræna glory habet Hæc hand hath hear heav'n honour igne illa ille inchanter ipse Israel jam non vacat Jove Lady Locrine Lord lumina Lycidas mihi Milton modo mortal Newton night numina Nunc o'er Olympo Ovid peace Philistines Poems pow'r praise PSALM quæ quam quid quis quod quoque sæpe SAMS Samson shades Shakesp Shepherd sibi sing song soul strength sweet Sylvester's Du Bartas tamen thee Theophila thine thou art thou hast thought thyself tibi Todd Tu quoque ulmo urbe Virg virgin virtue Warton wilt winds
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Page 146 - Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep. Tower'd cities please us then, And the busy hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold...
Page 124 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew 10 Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Page 125 - 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...
Page 142 - 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 147 - 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 10 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Page 170 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 93 - Peace, brother: be not over-exquisite To cast the fashion of uncertain evils; For, grant they be so, while they rest unknown, What need a man forestall his date of grief, And run to meet what he would most avoid?
Page 87 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence...
Page 144 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.