The Poetical Works of Milton, Young, Gray, Beattie, and Collins: Complete in One VolumeJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1867 - English poetry |
From inside the book
Results 6-10 of 100
Page 9
... hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself Mixed with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The way seems ...
... hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his angels , and his throne itself Mixed with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The way seems ...
Page 19
... hear me call , and oft be warned Their sinful state , and to appease betimes Th ' incensed Deity , while offered grace Invites ; for I will clear their senses dark , What may suffice and soften stony hearts To pray , repent , and bring ...
... hear me call , and oft be warned Their sinful state , and to appease betimes Th ' incensed Deity , while offered grace Invites ; for I will clear their senses dark , What may suffice and soften stony hearts To pray , repent , and bring ...
Page 20
... hear , Light after light well used they shall attain , And to the end persisting , safe arrive . This my long sufferance and my day of grace They who neglect and scorn shall never taste ; But hard be hardened , blind be blinded more ...
... hear , Light after light well used they shall attain , And to the end persisting , safe arrive . This my long sufferance and my day of grace They who neglect and scorn shall never taste ; But hard be hardened , blind be blinded more ...
Page 32
... hear the tread of nimble feet Hasting this way , and now by glimpse discern Ithuriel and Zephon through the shade ; And with them comes a third of regal port , But faded splendour wan ; who , by his gait And fierce demeanour , seems the ...
... hear the tread of nimble feet Hasting this way , and now by glimpse discern Ithuriel and Zephon through the shade ; And with them comes a third of regal port , But faded splendour wan ; who , by his gait And fierce demeanour , seems the ...
Page 39
... Hear , all ye angels , progeny of light , Thrones , dominations , princedoms , virtues , powers , Hear my decree , which unrevoked shall stand . This day I have begot whom I declare My only Son , and on this holy hill Him have anointed ...
... Hear , all ye angels , progeny of light , Thrones , dominations , princedoms , virtues , powers , Hear my decree , which unrevoked shall stand . This day I have begot whom I declare My only Son , and on this holy hill Him have anointed ...
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
angels arms art thou behold beneath blessed bliss boast book of Job bright charms clouds crown Dagon dark death deep delight divine Don Carlos dost dread earth Eclogue eternal fair fame fate father fear fire flame give glorious glory gods grace hand happy hast hath hear heart Heaven hell honour hope human immortal king labour light live Lord Lorenzo Lycidas lyre mankind mighty Milton mind mortal Muse Nature Nature's ne'er night numbers nymph o'er pain Paradise Paradise Lost passion peace Pindar pleasure praise pride proud rage reign rise Rome round sacred Satan scene shade shine sight skies smile Son of God song soon soul spirit stars sublime sweet tears tempest thee thine things thought throne thunder truth virtue Voltaire winds wing wisdom wise wonder
Popular passages
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...