The Poetical Works of John Milton: Paradise regained. Samson Agonistes. Minor poemsMacmillan, 1874 |
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... Earl of Bridgewater , Lord Presi- dent of Wales , by way of an entertainment to the gentry of the neighbourhood . ( See Introductions to these two Poems . ) Whether Milton was present at the performance of either the Arcades or the ...
... Earl of Bridgewater , Lord Presi- dent of Wales , by way of an entertainment to the gentry of the neighbourhood . ( See Introductions to these two Poems . ) Whether Milton was present at the performance of either the Arcades or the ...
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... Earl of Rivers . Her husband , the Marquis of Winchester , who had succeeded to the title in 1628 , was a Roman Catholic ; he subsequently attained great distinction by his loyalty during the civil wars ; and he did not die till 1674 ...
... Earl of Rivers . Her husband , the Marquis of Winchester , who had succeeded to the title in 1628 , was a Roman Catholic ; he subsequently attained great distinction by his loyalty during the civil wars ; and he did not die till 1674 ...
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... Earls Spencer and their branches -- she had been married in early life to Ferdinando Stanley , Lord Strange , eldest son of the fourth Earl of Derby . One of her sisters , Elizabeth Spencer , was then , by marriage , Lady Carey , and ...
... Earls Spencer and their branches -- she had been married in early life to Ferdinando Stanley , Lord Strange , eldest son of the fourth Earl of Derby . One of her sisters , Elizabeth Spencer , was then , by marriage , Lady Carey , and ...
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... Earl of Derby , however , enjoyed his new dignity but a few months . He died on the 16th of April , 1594 , in his thirty - sixth year , much regretted . From that day his widow was known as Alice , Countess - Dowager of Derby . earldom ...
... Earl of Derby , however , enjoyed his new dignity but a few months . He died on the 16th of April , 1594 , in his thirty - sixth year , much regretted . From that day his widow was known as Alice , Countess - Dowager of Derby . earldom ...
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... Earl of Derby . Thus , while the Countess - Dowager was the wife of the father , one of her daughters was the wife of the son . Her other two daughters made marriages of even higher promise at the time . The eldest , Lady Anne Stanley ...
... Earl of Derby . Thus , while the Countess - Dowager was the wife of the father , one of her daughters was the wife of the son . Her other two daughters made marriages of even higher promise at the time . The eldest , Lady Anne Stanley ...
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Amor Angels blind Bridgewater brothers called Cambridge Chor Christ's Christ's College College Comus dark daughter death Defensio Diodati divine dost doth Earl Earth edition Elegy England English eyes fair fame father fear friends glory Greek hand Harefield hath head hear heard Heaven Henry Lawes honour Italian John Milton King Lady Latin Lawes Lawes's lines live London Long Parliament Lord Lord Brackley Ludlow Ludlow Castle Lycidas Manso masque mihi Milton mortal Muse night Nymphs o'er Paradise Lost Paradise Regained pastoral Petty France pieces poem poet poetry praise PSALM quæ round Sams Samson Samson Agonistes Satan shalt shepherd sing song Sonnet soul Spirit Stowmarket strength sweet thee thence things thou art thou hast thought throne Thyrsis thyself tibi University Carrier verse Westminster Assembly wood words written young youth
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Página 284 - But, hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O'erlaid with black, staid Wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, Or that starred Ethiop queen that strove To set her beauty's praise above The Sea-Nymphs, and their powers offended.
Página 326 - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud — For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill...
Página 327 - Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream — Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
Página 193 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Página 177 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love virtue; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Página 330 - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, 1 50 To strew the laureate hearse where 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 hurled ; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 188 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 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.
Página 341 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers...
Página 265 - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Página 276 - Morning Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.