The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volume 3J. Forbes & Company no. 78 Gold street., 1815 |
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... abandon'd 120 And by himself giv'n over ! In slavish habit , ill - fitted weeds O'er worn and soil'd ; Or do my eyes misrepresent ? can this be he , That heroic , that renown'd , Irresistible Samson ; whom 436 SAMSON AGONISTES .
... abandon'd 120 And by himself giv'n over ! In slavish habit , ill - fitted weeds O'er worn and soil'd ; Or do my eyes misrepresent ? can this be he , That heroic , that renown'd , Irresistible Samson ; whom 436 SAMSON AGONISTES .
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... o'er To death's benumbing opium as my only cure : Thence faintings , swoonings of despair , 630 And sense of heav'n's desertion . I was his nursling once , and choice delight , His destin'd from the womb , Promis'd by heav'nly message ...
... o'er To death's benumbing opium as my only cure : Thence faintings , swoonings of despair , 630 And sense of heav'n's desertion . I was his nursling once , and choice delight , His destin'd from the womb , Promis'd by heav'nly message ...
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... o'er true virginity . Do ye believe me yet , or shall I call Antiquity from the old schools of Greece To testify the arms of Chastity ? Hence had the huntress Dian her dread bow , Fair silver - shafted queen , for ever chaste ...
... o'er true virginity . Do ye believe me yet , or shall I call Antiquity from the old schools of Greece To testify the arms of Chastity ? Hence had the huntress Dian her dread bow , Fair silver - shafted queen , for ever chaste ...
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... o'er thy false head . Com . She fables , hot ; I feel that I do fear 800 Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the ...
... o'er thy false head . Com . She fables , hot ; I feel that I do fear 800 Her words set off by some superior power ; And though not mortal , yet a cold shudd'ring dew Dips me all o'er , as when the wrath of Jove Speaks thunder , and the ...
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... O'er the cowslip's velvet head , That bends not as I tread ; Gentle swain , at thy request 900 I am here . Spir . Goddess dear , We implore thy pow'rful hand To undo the charmed band Of true virgin here distrest , 905 Through the force ...
... O'er the cowslip's velvet head , That bends not as I tread ; Gentle swain , at thy request 900 I am here . Spir . Goddess dear , We implore thy pow'rful hand To undo the charmed band Of true virgin here distrest , 905 Through the force ...
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Page 557 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.
Page 518 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Page 547 - Last came, and last did go, The Pilot of the Galilean Lake; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain (The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).
Page 545 - 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...
Page 539 - He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, Whilst yet there was no fear of Jove. Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn Over thy decent shoulders drawn.
Page 548 - 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...
Page 519 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Page 539 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet. And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Page 537 - Where the great Sun begins his state 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.
Page 552 - O NIGHTINGALE that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May. Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day, First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill, Portend success in love. O, if Jove's will Have...