The Poetical Works of John Milton: With Notes of Various Authors, Principally from the Editions of Thomas Newton, Charles Dunster and Thomas Warton ; to which is Prefixed Newton's Life of Milton, Volume 4W. Baxter, 1824 |
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... After the Tuscan mariners by Bacchus into ships and dol- phins , the story of which meta- morphosis the reader may see in Ovid . Met . iii . Fab . 8 . Coasting the Tyrrhene shore , as the winds listed , 24 POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS .
... After the Tuscan mariners by Bacchus into ships and dol- phins , the story of which meta- morphosis the reader may see in Ovid . Met . iii . Fab . 8 . Coasting the Tyrrhene shore , as the winds listed , 24 POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS .
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... Ovid , Fast . i . 393. and our author , El . vi . 15 . T. Warton . 57. Much like his father , but his mother more . ] This is said , because Milton's Comus , like 55 Homer's Circe , represents all sensual pleasures ; and Bacchus , in ...
... Ovid , Fast . i . 393. and our author , El . vi . 15 . T. Warton . 57. Much like his father , but his mother more . ] This is said , because Milton's Comus , like 55 Homer's Circe , represents all sensual pleasures ; and Bacchus , in ...
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... Ovid , Fast . lib . v . 545 . Fallor ? An arma sonant ? Non fal- limur : arma sonabant . Hurd . The repetition , arising from the conviction and confidence of an unaccusing conscience , is in- imitably beautiful . See note on El . v . 5 ...
... Ovid , Fast . lib . v . 545 . Fallor ? An arma sonant ? Non fal- limur : arma sonabant . Hurd . The repetition , arising from the conviction and confidence of an unaccusing conscience , is in- imitably beautiful . See note on El . v . 5 ...
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... Ovid . Met . iii . 357. Calton . I cannot but think shell the bet- ter word for the reasons assigned : but yet it may be said to justify Dr. Dalton's alteration , that Mil- ton hath also written cell in the margin of his manuscript ...
... Ovid . Met . iii . 357. Calton . I cannot but think shell the bet- ter word for the reasons assigned : but yet it may be said to justify Dr. Dalton's alteration , that Mil- ton hath also written cell in the margin of his manuscript ...
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... seems to be ridiculed even by Jonson himself in Cynthia's Revells , act i . s . 1. This play was first acted in 1600. T. Warton . 244. Can any mortal mixture Originally from Ovid , Melam . xiv . 264. Of 44 POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS .
... seems to be ridiculed even by Jonson himself in Cynthia's Revells , act i . s . 1. This play was first acted in 1600. T. Warton . 244. Can any mortal mixture Originally from Ovid , Melam . xiv . 264. Of 44 POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS .
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Page 209 - 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?
Page 42 - Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night ? I did not err, there does a sable cloud •Turn forth her silver lining on the night...
Page 137 - 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.
Page 142 - O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never must return! • Thee, shepherd, thee the woods and desert caves, With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, 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.
Page 208 - 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 worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not : in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piemontese that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Page 163 - 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.
Page 147 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Page 138 - Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear. Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well, 15 That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring ; Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.
Page 215 - The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide.
Page 190 - 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.