Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions, Volume 2J. and R. Tonson, 1753 - 335 pagina's |
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... Son ; for at thy birth JY The faery ladies danc'd upon the hearth 66 Thy droufy nurse hath fworn fhe did them fpie Come tripping to the room where thou didst lie , And sweetly finging round about thy bed Strow all their bleflings on thy ...
... Son ; for at thy birth JY The faery ladies danc'd upon the hearth 66 Thy droufy nurse hath fworn fhe did them fpie Come tripping to the room where thou didst lie , And sweetly finging round about thy bed Strow all their bleflings on thy ...
Pagina 16
... Son of Heav'n's eternal King , Of . wedded Maid , and Virgin Mother born , is bп ♬ Our great redemption from above did bringad For fo the holy fages once did fing , That he our deadly forfeit fhould release , And with his Father work ...
... Son of Heav'n's eternal King , Of . wedded Maid , and Virgin Mother born , is bп ♬ Our great redemption from above did bringad For fo the holy fages once did fing , That he our deadly forfeit fhould release , And with his Father work ...
Pagina 33
... son viol still , more apt for mournful things . I Befriend me Night , beft patronefs of grief , q foM Over the pole thy thickeft mantle throw , rodri36 And work my flatter'd fancy to belief , That Heav'n and Earth are color'd with my ...
... son viol still , more apt for mournful things . I Befriend me Night , beft patronefs of grief , q foM Over the pole thy thickeft mantle throw , rodri36 And work my flatter'd fancy to belief , That Heav'n and Earth are color'd with my ...
Pagina 77
... S O N G. OOK Nymphs , and Shepherds look , Lov What fudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence defcry , feen in Mr. Richardfon's book fome lines of Mr. John Hughes . There let Time's creeping win- ter fhed His reverend fnow ...
... S O N G. OOK Nymphs , and Shepherds look , Lov What fudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence defcry , feen in Mr. Richardfon's book fome lines of Mr. John Hughes . There let Time's creeping win- ter fhed His reverend fnow ...
Pagina 83
... S O N G. ER the smooth enamel'd green , Where no print of step hath been , Follow me as I fing , And touch the warbled string , Under the shady roof Of branching elm star - proof . Follow me , I will bring you where the fits , Clad in ...
... S O N G. ER the smooth enamel'd green , Where no print of step hath been , Follow me as I fing , And touch the warbled string , Under the shady roof Of branching elm star - proof . Follow me , I will bring you where the fits , Clad in ...
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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books ; To which is Added Samson ... John Milton Volledige weergave - 1753 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 72 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Pagina 71 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Pagina 58 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Pagina 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Pagina 70 - 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.
Pagina 188 - Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there — for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son...
Pagina 59 - 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
Pagina 15 - Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Pagina 260 - I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land ; Ask large enough, and I, besought, Will grant thy full demand.
Pagina 63 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...