The Poetical Works of John Milton, 2 tomasHilliard, Gray, 1834 |
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... Sæpe vafer gnato succurrit servus amanti , Et nasum rigidi fallit ubique patris ; Sæpe novos illic virgo mirata calores Quid sit amor nescit , dum quoque nescit , amat . Sive cruentatum furiosa Tragoedia sceptrum Quassat , et effusis ...
... Sæpe vafer gnato succurrit servus amanti , Et nasum rigidi fallit ubique patris ; Sæpe novos illic virgo mirata calores Quid sit amor nescit , dum quoque nescit , amat . Sive cruentatum furiosa Tragoedia sceptrum Quassat , et effusis ...
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... sæpe rogante dea : Tu si jussus eras acies accire togatas , Et celer a Phobo nuntius ire tuo , Talis in Iliaca stabat Cyllenius aula Alipes , ætherea missus ab arce Patris : Talis et Eurybates ante ora furentis Achillei Rettulit Atridæ ...
... sæpe rogante dea : Tu si jussus eras acies accire togatas , Et celer a Phobo nuntius ire tuo , Talis in Iliaca stabat Cyllenius aula Alipes , ætherea missus ab arce Patris : Talis et Eurybates ante ora furentis Achillei Rettulit Atridæ ...
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... sæpe mihi . 65 ELEG . IV . ANNO ETATIS 18 . Ad THOMAM JUNIUM præceptorem suum , apud mercatores Anglicos Hamburgæ agentes , Pastoris munere fungentem . CURRE per immensum subito , mea litera , pontum ; I , pete Teutonicos læve per æquor ...
... sæpe mihi . 65 ELEG . IV . ANNO ETATIS 18 . Ad THOMAM JUNIUM præceptorem suum , apud mercatores Anglicos Hamburgæ agentes , Pastoris munere fungentem . CURRE per immensum subito , mea litera , pontum ; I , pete Teutonicos læve per æquor ...
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... Sæpe sarissiferi crudelia pectora Thracis Supplicis ad moestas delicuere preces : Extensæque manus avertunt fulminis ictus , Placat et iratos hostia parva Deos . Jamque diu scripsisse tibi fuit impetus illi , Neve moras ultra ducere ...
... Sæpe sarissiferi crudelia pectora Thracis Supplicis ad moestas delicuere preces : Extensæque manus avertunt fulminis ictus , Placat et iratos hostia parva Deos . Jamque diu scripsisse tibi fuit impetus illi , Neve moras ultra ducere ...
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... sæpe coemptus amor ) Illa tibi ostentat quascunque sub æquore vasto , Et superinjectis montibus abdit opes . Ah quoties , cum tu clivoso fessus Olympo In vespertinas præcipitaris aquas , Cur te , inquit , cursu languentem , Phoebe ...
... sæpe coemptus amor ) Illa tibi ostentat quascunque sub æquore vasto , Et superinjectis montibus abdit opes . Ah quoties , cum tu clivoso fessus Olympo In vespertinas præcipitaris aquas , Cur te , inquit , cursu languentem , Phoebe ...
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293 psl. - Married to immortal verse; Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, 140 With wanton heed and giddy cunning; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
281 psl. - And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
280 psl. - 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.
270 psl. - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring : Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy...
288 psl. - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
62 psl. - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
274 psl. - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of Noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days...
289 psl. - 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 ; 30 Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
271 psl. - 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. As killing as the canker to the rose, Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze, Or frost to flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the whitethorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherd's ear.
278 psl. - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears : Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.