An Introduction to the Prose and Poetical Works of John Milton: Comprising All the Autobiographic Passages in His Works, the More Explicit Presentations of His Ideas of True Liberty; Comus, Lycidas, and Samson AgonistesMacmillan, 1899 - 303 pages |
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... King of France (Familiar Letters, No. XII.) 85, 86 To Henry Oldenburg, agent for the city of Bremen in Lower Saxony with the Commonwealth (Familiar Letters, No. XIV.) 87,88 To Leonard Philaras, Athenian (Familiar Letters, No. XV.) 88-90 ...
... King of France (Familiar Letters, No. XII.) 85, 86 To Henry Oldenburg, agent for the city of Bremen in Lower Saxony with the Commonwealth (Familiar Letters, No. XIV.) 87,88 To Leonard Philaras, Athenian (Familiar Letters, No. XV.) 88-90 ...
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... King of France ( Familiar Letters , No. XII . ) To Henry Oldenburg , agent for the city of Bremen in Lower Saxony with the Commonwealth ( Familiar Letters , No. XIV . ) . · 85 , 86 • 87,88 To Leonard Philaras , Athenian ( Familiar ...
... King of France ( Familiar Letters , No. XII . ) To Henry Oldenburg , agent for the city of Bremen in Lower Saxony with the Commonwealth ( Familiar Letters , No. XIV . ) . · 85 , 86 • 87,88 To Leonard Philaras , Athenian ( Familiar ...
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... King Lear , " - the " Hamlet " or " Mac- beth , " and the " Paradise Lost , " are not militant , but tri- languages exist in which they They never can transmigrate All the literature of knowledge - umphant forever as long as the speak ...
... King Lear , " - the " Hamlet " or " Mac- beth , " and the " Paradise Lost , " are not militant , but tri- languages exist in which they They never can transmigrate All the literature of knowledge - umphant forever as long as the speak ...
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... king , I might seem to deserve justly to be accounted a verbose and silly defender ; yet since no man thinks him- self obliged to make so much haste , though in the handling but of any ordinary subject , as not to premise some intro ...
... king , I might seem to deserve justly to be accounted a verbose and silly defender ; yet since no man thinks him- self obliged to make so much haste , though in the handling but of any ordinary subject , as not to premise some intro ...
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... king's majesty sitting upon an exalted throne , ever shone so brightly , as that of the people of England then did , when , shaking off that old superstition , which had pre- vailed a long time , they gave judgment upon the king him ...
... king's majesty sitting upon an exalted throne , ever shone so brightly , as that of the people of England then did , when , shaking off that old superstition , which had pre- vailed a long time , they gave judgment upon the king him ...
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Æneid antistrophe Bishop blind called Caphtor cause Charles Diodati Chorus Christ's College civil Comus Dagon dark death deeds deliverer didst divine enemies England English eternal evil eyes Familiar Letters father favour fear feast foes glorious glory Greek hand Harapha hath head Heaven heavenly Henry Oldenburg HIRAM CORSON honour hope Jacopo Gaddi JOHN MILTON Jove Keightley King labour Lady Latin learned liberty light live lords Lucas Holstenius Lycidas Manoa Mark Pattison Masson means metonymy Milton mind mortal Muse never noble Paradise Lost peace Pelops perhaps person Philistines poem poet poetical praise prelates present prose religion sacred Samson Samson Agonistes Second Defence shepherd sight Smectymnuus song soul spirit strength thee thine things thou art thou hast thought tion true truth tyrants urged against Prelaty verse virtue words write ΙΟ
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Page 104 - ... devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 82 - 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 62 - ... to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her syren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out His seraphim, with the hallowed fire of His altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Page 168 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Beside what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 168 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold A sheep-hook, or have learned aught else the least That to the faithful herdman's art belongs!
Page 104 - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
Page 171 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 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 174 - Last came, and last did go, The pilot of the Galilean Lake ; Two massy keys he bore of metals twain...
Page xv - ... an inward prompting which now grew daily upon me, that by labour and intent study, which I take to be my portion in- this life, joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
Page 172 - Tempered to the oaten flute Rough Satyrs danced, and Fauns with cloven heel From the glad sound would not be absent long; And old Damoetas loved to hear our song. But, oh! 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.