Cowper's Milton [the poetical works, with life, notes and tr. by W. Cowper. Ed. by W. Hayley].W. Mason, 1810 |
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Página 39
... his eyes beheld , In ample space under the broadest shade , A table ricbly spread , in regal mode , With dishes pil'd , and meats of noblest sort And savour ; beasts of chase , or fowl of BOOK II : 39 PARADISE REGAINED .
... his eyes beheld , In ample space under the broadest shade , A table ricbly spread , in regal mode , With dishes pil'd , and meats of noblest sort And savour ; beasts of chase , or fowl of BOOK II : 39 PARADISE REGAINED .
Página 82
... shades . See there the olive grove of Academe , Plato's retirement , where the Attick bird Trills her thick - warbled notes the summer long ; There flowery hill Hymettus , with the sound Of bees ' industrious murmur , oft invites To ...
... shades . See there the olive grove of Academe , Plato's retirement , where the Attick bird Trills her thick - warbled notes the summer long ; There flowery hill Hymettus , with the sound Of bees ' industrious murmur , oft invites To ...
Página 87
... to his rest , Wherever , under some concourse of shades , Whose branching arms thick intertwin'd might shield From dews and damps of night his shelter'd head ; But , shelter'd , slept in vain ; for at BOOK IV . PARADISE REGAINED . 87.
... to his rest , Wherever , under some concourse of shades , Whose branching arms thick intertwin'd might shield From dews and damps of night his shelter'd head ; But , shelter'd , slept in vain ; for at BOOK IV . PARADISE REGAINED . 87.
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... shade : There I am wont to sit , when any chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else enjoin'd me , Where I , a prisoner chain'd , scarce freely draw The air imprison'd also , close and damp ...
... shade : There I am wont to sit , when any chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else enjoin'd me , Where I , a prisoner chain'd , scarce freely draw The air imprison'd also , close and damp ...
Página 172
... shade Of laurel ever green , and branching palm , With all his trophies hung , and acts inroll'd In copious legend , or sweet lyrick song . Thither shall all the valiant youth resort , And from his memory inflame their breasts To ...
... shade Of laurel ever green , and branching palm , With all his trophies hung , and acts inroll'd In copious legend , or sweet lyrick song . Thither shall all the valiant youth resort , And from his memory inflame their breasts To ...
Términos y frases comunes
Angels Arethuse arms Astaroth aught behold Brother canst Chorus Comus Cowper Dagon dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame fantastick Father fear feast foes foul glorious glory Gods grace hand Harapha hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Israel Jesus king kingdom Lady Lord Lord Brackley loud Lycidas Manoah Meriba Milton mind mortal musick night Nymphs o'er offer'd once Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace pearls of dew Philistines praise PSALM publick reign river Jordan round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour seek shades shalt shame Shepherd sing snares solemn Son of God song soon soul Spirit strength sung sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou didst thou hast thought throne thyself truth vex'd virgin virtue voice wilt wings wise wood
Pasajes populares
Página 170 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Página 134 - 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 135 - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Página 140 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Página 144 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Página 136 - 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 209 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring ; For so the holy sages once did sing, That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.
Página 140 - 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.
Página 130 - 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; Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Página 150 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...