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... for some to eat , Allotted there ; and other suns , perhaps , With their attendant
moons , thou wilt descry , Communicating male and female light ; Which two
great sexes animate the world , Stored in each orb perhaps with some that live .
... for some to eat , Allotted there ; and other suns , perhaps , With their attendant
moons , thou wilt descry , Communicating male and female light ; Which two
great sexes animate the world , Stored in each orb perhaps with some that live .
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Lest therefore , his now bolder hand Reach also of the tree of life and eat , And
live for ever , dream at least to live For ever ; to remove him I decree , And send
him from the garden forth to till The ground , whence he was taken , fitter soil .
Lest therefore , his now bolder hand Reach also of the tree of life and eat , And
live for ever , dream at least to live For ever ; to remove him I decree , And send
him from the garden forth to till The ground , whence he was taken , fitter soil .
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Whence , hail to thee , Eve rightly callid , mother of all mankind , Mother of all
things living ! since by thee Man is to live , and all things live for man . " To whom
thus Eve , with sad demeanour meek . “ Ill worthy I , such title should belong To
me ...
Whence , hail to thee , Eve rightly callid , mother of all mankind , Mother of all
things living ! since by thee Man is to live , and all things live for man . " To whom
thus Eve , with sad demeanour meek . “ Ill worthy I , such title should belong To
me ...
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... seeking from thence Due nourishment , no gluttonous delight Till many years
over thy head return : So mayest thou live , till , like ripe fruit , thou drop 535 Into
thy mother's lap , or be with ease Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd , for death mature
...
... seeking from thence Due nourishment , no gluttonous delight Till many years
over thy head return : So mayest thou live , till , like ripe fruit , thou drop 535 Into
thy mother's lap , or be with ease Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd , for death mature
...
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... And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport , that wrinkled Care derides , And
Laughter , holding both his sides . Come , and trip it as you go , On the light
fantastic toe : And , in thy right hand , lead with thee The mountain - nymph ,
sweet Liberty ...
... And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport , that wrinkled Care derides , And
Laughter , holding both his sides . Come , and trip it as you go , On the light
fantastic toe : And , in thy right hand , lead with thee The mountain - nymph ,
sweet Liberty ...
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Adam angels appear arms behold BOOK bring brought callid cloud comes created dark death deep delight divine doubt dread dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill honour hope King land leave less light live look Lord lost mean mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps praise raised reason receive reign replied rest rise round Satan seat seek side sight sons soon spake spirits stand stood strength sweet taste thee thence things thou thought throne till tree virtue voice wide winds wings wonder
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Página 370 - 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. Come, and trip it, as you go, On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty...
Página 392 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Página 54 - 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 everduring 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.
Página 369 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, 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.
Página 366 - 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, Or Taint-worm to the weanling Herds that graze, Or Frost to Flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the White-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to Shepherd's ear.
Página 367 - 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.
Página 378 - Or call up him that left half-told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar King did ride; And if aught else great Bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung Of turneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
Página 368 - Lycid lies. For, so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps, under the whelming tide, Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 346 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Página 368 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Poetical Works, of John Milton: With a Memoir and Seven Embellishments |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Editor | J.J. Chidley, 1847 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 15 Feb. 2006 |
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