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A Familiar Explanation of the Poetical Works of Milton: To Which Is Prefixed ...
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Account Action Adam afterwards alſo ancient Angels appear Author beautiful becauſe body Book bound called Character Circumſtances conſider Creation Critics daughter Death deſcribed Deſcription Divine Earth Fable fall fame famous fire firſt formed Fruits Gates give given Gods Greek Hand head Heaven Hell himſelf Homer Idea Imagination Italy itſelf Jupiter kind King Land Language laſt learned Light likewiſe Lines live Loft look Love Mankind Manner means mentioned Milton Mind moſt mountain muſt Nature obſerved Occaſion Paradiſe particular Paſſage Perſons Poem Poet poetical Poetry principal produced proper raiſed Reader relate repreſented riſes river ſaid ſame Satan ſays ſecond ſee Sentiments ſeveral ſhall ſhe ſhort ſhould ſome ſon Speech Spirit Story Subject ſuch ſuppoſed taken tells thee theſe thing thoſe Thoughts turned uſe Virgil whole whoſe World
Стр. 74 - For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell, Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Стр. 16 - Milton's chief talent, and indeed his distinguishing excellence, lies in the sublimity of his thoughts. There are others of the moderns who rival him in every other part of poetry ; but in the greatness of his sentiments he triumphs over all the poets both modern and ancient, Homer only excepted. It is impossible for the imagination of man to distend itself with greater ideas, than those which he has laid together in his first, second, and sixth books.
Стр. 74 - Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
Стр. 24 - Milton, by the above-mentioned helps, and by the choice of the noblest words and phrases which our tongue would afford him, has carried our language to a greater height than any of the English poets have ever done before or after him, and made the sublimity of his style equal to that of his sentiments.
Стр. 79 - At length into the limits of the north They came ; and Satan to his royal seat High on a hill, far blazing, as a mount Rais'd on a mount, with pyramids and towers From diamond quarries hewn, and rocks of gold ; The palace of great Lucifer...
Стр. 28 - One great mark, by which you may discover a critic who has neither taste nor learning, is this, that he seldom ventures to praise any passage in an author •which has not been before received and applauded by the public, and that his criticism turns wholly upon little faults and errors.
Стр. 91 - The author appears in a kind of composed and sedate majesty; and though the sentiments do not give so great an emotion as those in the former book, they abound with as magnificent ideas. The sixth book, like a troubled ocean, represents greatness in confusion; the seventh affects the imagination like the ocean in a calm, and fills the mind of the reader, without producing in it any thing like tumult or agitation.
Стр. 71 - ... endearing things without descending from his natural dignity, and the woman receiving them without departing from the modesty of her character ; in a word, to adjust the prerogatives of wisdom and beauty, and make each appear to the other in its proper force and loveliness. This mutual subordination of the two sexes is wonderfully kept up in the whole poem...
Стр. 70 - To whom thus Eve replied. O thou for whom And from whom I was form'd, flesh of thy flesh, And without whom am to no end, my guide And head! what thou hast said is just and right. For we to him indeed all praises owe And daily thanks; I chiefly, who enjoy So far the happier lot, enjoying thee Preeminent by so much odds, while thou Like consort to thyself canst no where find.