The Poetical Works of Milton, Young, Gray, Beattie, and Collins: Complete in One VolumeJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1867 - English poetry |
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... sweet Extend his evening beam , the fields revive , The birds their notes renew , and bleating herds Attest their joy , that hill and valley rings . O shame to men ! devil with devil damned Firm concord holds ; men only disagree Of ...
... sweet Extend his evening beam , the fields revive , The birds their notes renew , and bleating herds Attest their joy , that hill and valley rings . O shame to men ! devil with devil damned Firm concord holds ; men only disagree Of ...
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... sweet , now sad to mention , through dire change Befallen us , unforeseen , unthought of ; know , I come no enemy , but to set free ( For what could else ? ) to our Almighty Foe Both him and thee , and all the heavenly host Of spirits ...
... sweet , now sad to mention , through dire change Befallen us , unforeseen , unthought of ; know , I come no enemy , but to set free ( For what could else ? ) to our Almighty Foe Both him and thee , and all the heavenly host Of spirits ...
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... sweet As from blest voices , uttering joy , Heaven rung With jubilee , and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions : lowly reverent To Heaven removed , where first it grew , there grows , And flowers , aloft , shading the fount of life ...
... sweet As from blest voices , uttering joy , Heaven rung With jubilee , and loud hosannas filled The eternal regions : lowly reverent To Heaven removed , where first it grew , there grows , And flowers , aloft , shading the fount of life ...
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... sweet attractive grace ; He for God only , she for God in him : His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule ; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering , but not beneath his shoulders ...
... sweet attractive grace ; He for God only , she for God in him : His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule ; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering , but not beneath his shoulders ...
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... sweet gardening labour than sufficed To recominend cool zephyr , and made case More casy , wholesome thirst and appetite More grateful , to their supper fruits they fell , Nectarine fruits which the compliant boughs Yielded them , side ...
... sweet gardening labour than sufficed To recominend cool zephyr , and made case More casy , wholesome thirst and appetite More grateful , to their supper fruits they fell , Nectarine fruits which the compliant boughs Yielded them , side ...
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Page 162 - Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the...
Page 8 - He, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Page 155 - I hear the far-off curfew sound Over some wide-watered shore, Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or, if the air will not permit, Some still, removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth Save the cricket on the hearth Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.
Page 154 - Hard by a cottage chimney smokes From betwixt two aged oaks, Where Corydon and Thyrsis met Are at their savoury dinner set Of herbs and other country messes, Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses...
Page 158 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe. Ah; who hath reft (quoth he) my dearest pledge?
Page 155 - The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshy nook: And of those demons that are found In fire, air, flood, or under ground, Whose power hath a true consent With planet, or with element. Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy In sceptr'd pall come sweeping by Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage.
Page 154 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes .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. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 162 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 135 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail or knock the breast; no weakness, no contempt, dispraise, or blame; nothing but well and fair, and what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 153 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...