Paradise LostGeo. S. Appleton, 1851 - 415 sidor |
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Sida xi
... language was to be found , even if all other fountains had been shut . It was a stirring time for all minds , in every department . The whole reign of Queen Elizabeth had been full of gallantry , adventure , and great - mindedness ; -of ...
... language was to be found , even if all other fountains had been shut . It was a stirring time for all minds , in every department . The whole reign of Queen Elizabeth had been full of gallantry , adventure , and great - mindedness ; -of ...
Sida xiv
... language and such imagery as Cow- ley's . Cowley's Latinity , dictated by an irregular and unrestrained imagination , pre- sents a mode of diction , half Latin and half English . It is not so much that Cowley wanted a knowledge of the ...
... language and such imagery as Cow- ley's . Cowley's Latinity , dictated by an irregular and unrestrained imagination , pre- sents a mode of diction , half Latin and half English . It is not so much that Cowley wanted a knowledge of the ...
Sida xv
... Language , " at a vacation exercise in the col- lege , anno ætatis 19 , he says , - But haste thee straight to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy choicest treasure ; Not those new - fangled toys and trimming slight ...
... Language , " at a vacation exercise in the col- lege , anno ætatis 19 , he says , - But haste thee straight to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy choicest treasure ; Not those new - fangled toys and trimming slight ...
Sida xvi
... language , the rhythm , are all new . Milton seems himself in the state of wonder and awe of the shepherds , and of all those whom he describes as affected by this miracle . The trembling , the fervour , the blaze , is true inspiration ...
... language , the rhythm , are all new . Milton seems himself in the state of wonder and awe of the shepherds , and of all those whom he describes as affected by this miracle . The trembling , the fervour , the blaze , is true inspiration ...
Sida xvii
... language , the sublimity of the Sacred Story . It is clear that he was not frightened by the difficulty of duly treating this awful subject , from the manner in which he touched upon it in his majestic hymn , where he showed himself a ...
... language , the sublimity of the Sacred Story . It is clear that he was not frightened by the difficulty of duly treating this awful subject , from the manner in which he touched upon it in his majestic hymn , where he showed himself a ...
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Sida 113 - Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime both in longer and shorter works, as have also long since our best English tragedies, as a thing of itself, to all judicious ears, trivial and of no true musical delight; which consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Sida 175 - Thus with the year Seasons return ; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and everduring dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Sida 175 - 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.
Sida xvi - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Sida xxx - Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun-clad power of Chastity Fain would I something say; — yet to what end? Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery That must be uttered to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy present lot.
Sida 122 - The seat of desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can...
Sida 124 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Sida lxxx - Those other two, equalled with me in fate So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris, and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
Sida 174 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Sida 195 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.