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... voice and shift their position , but in vain — their little fishes talk like whales , -their speech bewrayeth them , —they cannot but utter their sturdy Shibboleth , and their efforts to per- sonate others are as abortive as they are ...
... voice and shift their position , but in vain — their little fishes talk like whales , -their speech bewrayeth them , —they cannot but utter their sturdy Shibboleth , and their efforts to per- sonate others are as abortive as they are ...
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... voice from Heaven , to be the Son of God . Satan , who is present , upon this immediately flies up into the regions of the air : where , summoning his Infernal Council , he acquaints them with his apprehensions that Jesus is that seed ...
... voice from Heaven , to be the Son of God . Satan , who is present , upon this immediately flies up into the regions of the air : where , summoning his Infernal Council , he acquaints them with his apprehensions that Jesus is that seed ...
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... voice More awful than the sound of trumpet , cried Repentance , and Heaven's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptiz'd : To his great baptism flock'd With awe the regions round , and with them came From Nazareth the son of Joseph deem'd To ...
... voice More awful than the sound of trumpet , cried Repentance , and Heaven's kingdom nigh at hand To all baptiz'd : To his great baptism flock'd With awe the regions round , and with them came From Nazareth the son of Joseph deem'd To ...
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... voice From Heaven pronounc'd him his beloved Son .. That heard the Adversary , who , roving still About the world , at that assembly fam'd Would not be last , and with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , the exalted Man , to whom ...
... voice From Heaven pronounc'd him his beloved Son .. That heard the Adversary , who , roving still About the world , at that assembly fam'd Would not be last , and with the voice divine Nigh thunder - struck , the exalted Man , to whom ...
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... voice I heard , " This is my Son belov'd , in him am pleas'd . " His mother then is mortal , but his Sire Ile who obtains the monarchy of Heaven : And what will he not do to advance his Son ? His first - begot we know , and sore have ...
... voice I heard , " This is my Son belov'd , in him am pleas'd . " His mother then is mortal , but his Sire Ile who obtains the monarchy of Heaven : And what will he not do to advance his Son ? His first - begot we know , and sore have ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
agni Amor ancient Angels Arethuse arms Atque aught behold Belial call'd canst captive Comus cùm Dagon dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread Earl of Bridgewater earth enemies eyes fair fame Father fear feast foes friends genius glorious glory gods grace Hæc hand hath head hear heard Heaven holy honour ipse Israel Jesus Jove king kingdom Lady light Lord LORD BRACKLEY lost Lycidas malè Manoah Messiah mihi Milton mortal Muse never night numbers numina Nymph o'er once Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained Parthian Philistines poem praise quæ quid reign Samson Samson Agonistes Satan Saviour seek shades shalt Shepherd sight sing Son of God song soul Spirit strength sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi truth virgin virtue wilt winds words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 183 - And, when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Seite 175 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Seite 178 - 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.
Seite 177 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Seite 168 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain, and coy excuse, So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destin'd Urn, And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud.
Seite 174 - 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-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Seite 179 - HENCE, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred ! How little you bested, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys ! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 184 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high, and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Seite 174 - Euphrosyne, And by men heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus, at a birth With two sister Graces more, To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore ; Or whether — as some sager sing — The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing As he met her once a-Maying...
Seite 169 - 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 white-thorn blows ; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherds