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... hope held out of a return to England and of better days was not frustrated . Young re- turned in March of the next year to be Vicar of Stowmarket , where tradition asserts that his pupil paid him not only the visit promised in a Latin ...
... hope held out of a return to England and of better days was not frustrated . Young re- turned in March of the next year to be Vicar of Stowmarket , where tradition asserts that his pupil paid him not only the visit promised in a Latin ...
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... hope that the pastimes enjoined would hinder the people from talking critically of matters of Church and State , and from resorting to conventicles . They took for granted that the Church was established in fact as well as in name , and ...
... hope that the pastimes enjoined would hinder the people from talking critically of matters of Church and State , and from resorting to conventicles . They took for granted that the Church was established in fact as well as in name , and ...
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... hope , and still wistfully look to him as their deliverer . The final victory of Samson is not without its parallel . The executions of the regicides , and the horrors attendant thereon , did more to check the ultra - royalist reaction ...
... hope , and still wistfully look to him as their deliverer . The final victory of Samson is not without its parallel . The executions of the regicides , and the horrors attendant thereon , did more to check the ultra - royalist reaction ...
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... hope she goes , And calls Lucina to her throes ; But whether by mischance or blame Atropos for Lucina came ; And with remorseless cruelty 25 Spoil'd at once both fruit and tree : The hapless babe before his birth Had burial , yet not ...
... hope she goes , And calls Lucina to her throes ; But whether by mischance or blame Atropos for Lucina came ; And with remorseless cruelty 25 Spoil'd at once both fruit and tree : The hapless babe before his birth Had burial , yet not ...
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... 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 linkt that ...
... 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 linkt that ...
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English Poems, Ed. with Life, Intr. and Selected Notes by R.C. Browne Professor John Milton No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 146 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 78 - Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return Sicilian Muse, And call the Vales, and bid them hither cast Their Bells, and Flowerets of a thousand hues.
Page 35 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown...
Page 27 - 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.
Page 95 - Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky With hideous ruin and combustion down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine* chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
Page 198 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
Page 88 - 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 Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Page 94 - OF Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Page 56 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Page 145 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.