The poetical works John Milton. Repr., with memoir, notes, &c, Tema 4771873 |
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... fruit and tree : The hapless babe before his birth Had burial , yet not laid in earth , And the languish'd mother's womb Was not long a living tomb . So have I seen some tender slip , Saved with care from winter's nip , The pride of her ...
... fruit and tree : The hapless babe before his birth Had burial , yet not laid in earth , And the languish'd mother's womb Was not long a living tomb . So have I seen some tender slip , Saved with care from winter's nip , The pride of her ...
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... berries , or such cooling fruit As the kind hospitable woods provide . They left me then , when the gray - hooded Even Like a sad votarist in palmer's weed , 1 Softly . 1 Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phoebus ' wain . COMUS . 45.
... berries , or such cooling fruit As the kind hospitable woods provide . They left me then , when the gray - hooded Even Like a sad votarist in palmer's weed , 1 Softly . 1 Rose from the hindmost wheels of Phoebus ' wain . COMUS . 45.
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... fruit From the rash hand of bold incontinence . You may as well spread out the unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure by an outlaw's den , And tell me it is safe , as bid me hope Danger will wink on opportunity , And let a single helpless ...
... fruit From the rash hand of bold incontinence . You may as well spread out the unsunn'd heaps Of miser's treasure by an outlaw's den , And tell me it is safe , as bid me hope Danger will wink on opportunity , And let a single helpless ...
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... fruits , and flocks , Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable , But all to please , and sate the curious taste ? And set to work millions of spinning worms , That in their green shops weave the smooth - hair'd silk To deck her sons ...
... fruits , and flocks , Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable , But all to please , and sate the curious taste ? And set to work millions of spinning worms , That in their green shops weave the smooth - hair'd silk To deck her sons ...
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... associates thence attempt . Pandaemonium , the palace of Satan , rises , suddenly built out of the deep : the infernal Peers there sit in council . » ' Of Man's first disobedience and the fruit Of that forbidden PARADISE LOST Book I.
... associates thence attempt . Pandaemonium , the palace of Satan , rises , suddenly built out of the deep : the infernal Peers there sit in council . » ' Of Man's first disobedience and the fruit Of that forbidden PARADISE LOST Book I.
Términos y frases comunes
Adam angels appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd Cherub Cherubim CHOR cloud Comus Dagon dark death deep delight didst divine dread dwell earth eternal ev'ning evil eyes fair faith fall'n Father fear fire flame flow'rs fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill honour Israel John Milton join'd King lest Leucothea light live Locrine Lord Lord Brackley lost Lycidas Messiah Milton Moloch morn mortal night o'er pain paradise Paradise Lost peace Philistines praise Psalm reign return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shades shalt sight Son of GOD song soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings
Pasajes populares
Página 482 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 68 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor, So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Página xiii - I know they are as lively and as vigorously productive as those fabulous dragon's teeth ; and, being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book. Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image ; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself ; kills the image of God, as it were, in the eye. Many a man lives a burden to the earth ; but a good book is the precious life-blood of...
Página 22 - Robed in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight : While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Página 66 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! 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.
Página 175 - Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 67 - 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.
Página 70 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st ; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 160 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet.
Página 268 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...