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O thou , My sole complacence ! well thou know'st how deai To me are all my
works , nor man the least , Though last created ; that for him I spare Thee from my
bosom and right hand , to save , By losing thee a while , the whole race lost .
O thou , My sole complacence ! well thou know'st how deai To me are all my
works , nor man the least , Though last created ; that for him I spare Thee from my
bosom and right hand , to save , By losing thee a while , the whole race lost .
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Thee , Father , " first they sung , " omnipotent ! Immutable , immortal , infinite ,
Eternal King ! Thee , Author of all being , Fountain of light , thyself invisible ,
Amidst the glorious brightness , where thou sit'st Throned inaccessible ; but when
thou ...
Thee , Father , " first they sung , " omnipotent ! Immutable , immortal , infinite ,
Eternal King ! Thee , Author of all being , Fountain of light , thyself invisible ,
Amidst the glorious brightness , where thou sit'st Throned inaccessible ; but when
thou ...
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180 185 190 195 200 To worship thee accurs'd ? now more accurs'd For this
attempt , bolder than that on Eve , And more blasphemous ; which expect to rue .
The kingdoms of the world to thee were given ? Permitted rather , and by thee ...
180 185 190 195 200 To worship thee accurs'd ? now more accurs'd For this
attempt , bolder than that on Eve , And more blasphemous ; which expect to rue .
The kingdoms of the world to thee were given ? Permitted rather , and by thee ...
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Since neither wealth nor honour , arms , nor arts , Kingdom nor empire pleases
thee , nor aught By me propos'd in life contemplative Or active , tended on by
glory or fame , What dost thou in this world ? The wilderness For thee is fittest
place ; I ...
Since neither wealth nor honour , arms , nor arts , Kingdom nor empire pleases
thee , nor aught By me propos'd in life contemplative Or active , tended on by
glory or fame , What dost thou in this world ? The wilderness For thee is fittest
place ; I ...
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With thee , a man condemn'd , a slave enrollid , Due by the law to capital
punishment ? 1225 To fight with thee , no man of arms will deign . Sams , Camest
thou for this , vain boaster , to survey me To descant on my strength , & give thy
verdict ...
With thee , a man condemn'd , a slave enrollid , Due by the law to capital
punishment ? 1225 To fight with thee , no man of arms will deign . Sams , Camest
thou for this , vain boaster , to survey me To descant on my strength , & give thy
verdict ...
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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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