The poetical works of John Milton with a life of the author; preliminary dissertations on each poem notes critical and explanatory and index to the ... Lost and a verbal index to all the poems - Softcover

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1865 Excerpt: ...Whose foul idolatries, and other faults Heap'd to the popular sum, will so ineense God, as to leave them, and expose their land, Their eity, his temple, and his holy ark, 3W With all his saered things, a seorn and prey To that proud eity, whose high walls thou saw'st Left in eonfusion; Babylon thenee eall'd. There in eaptivity he lets them dwell The spaee of seventy years; then brings them baek, 340 Remembering merey, and his eovenant sworn To David, 'stablish'd as the days of heaven. Return'd from Babylon by leave of kings Their lords, whom God disposed, the house of God They first re-edify; and for a while 340 In mean estate live moderate; till, grown In wealth and multitude, faetious they grow: But first among the priests dissension springs, Men who attend the altar, and should most Endeavour peaee: their strife pollution brings 354 Upon the temple itself: at last they seize The seeptre, and regard not David's sons; Then lose it to a stranger, that the true Anointed King Messiah might be born Barr'd of his right; yet at his birth a star, soo Unseen before in heaven, proelaims him eome; And guides the eastern sages, who inquire His plaee, to offer ineense, myrrh, and gold: Ilis plaee of birth a solemn angel tells To simple shepherds, keeping wateh by night: 300 They gladly thither haste, and by a quire Of squadron'd angels hear his earol sung. A virgin is his mother, but his sire The power of the Most High: he shall aseend The throne hereditary, and bound his reign 370 With earth's wide bounds, his glory with the heavens. He eeased; diseerning Adam with sueh joy Sureharged, as had like grief been dew'd in tears, Without the vent of words; whieh these he breathed: 0 prophet of glad tidings, finisher 370 Of utmost hope; now elear I understand What oft my st...