Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added, Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several OccasionsJ. Baskerville, 1759 - 390 pagina's |
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Pagina 13
... heart , heroic acts , one while To rescue Ifrael from the Roman yoke , Then to subdue and quell o'er all the earth ... hearts , And make persuasion do the work of fear ; At least to try , and teach the erring foul Not wilfully mis ...
... heart , heroic acts , one while To rescue Ifrael from the Roman yoke , Then to subdue and quell o'er all the earth ... hearts , And make persuasion do the work of fear ; At least to try , and teach the erring foul Not wilfully mis ...
Pagina 21
... hearts , an inward oracle To all truth requifite for men to know . So fpake our Saviour ; but the fubtle Fiend , 465 Though inly stung with anger and disdain , Diffembled , and this answer smooth return'd . 479 Sharply Dif- Book I ...
... hearts , an inward oracle To all truth requifite for men to know . So fpake our Saviour ; but the fubtle Fiend , 465 Though inly stung with anger and disdain , Diffembled , and this answer smooth return'd . 479 Sharply Dif- Book I ...
Pagina 30
... what he meant I mus'd , Since understand ; much more his abfence now Thus long to fome great purpose he obscures . But I to wait with patience am inur'd ; 100 My My heart hath been a store - house long of 30 PARADISE REGAIN'D . Book II .
... what he meant I mus'd , Since understand ; much more his abfence now Thus long to fome great purpose he obscures . But I to wait with patience am inur'd ; 100 My My heart hath been a store - house long of 30 PARADISE REGAIN'D . Book II .
Pagina 31
... heart hath been a store - house long of things And fay'ings laid up , portending strange events . Thus Mary pond'ring oft , and oft to mind 105 Recalling what remarkably had pass'd Since first her falutation heard , with thoughts Meekly ...
... heart hath been a store - house long of things And fay'ings laid up , portending strange events . Thus Mary pond'ring oft , and oft to mind 105 Recalling what remarkably had pass'd Since first her falutation heard , with thoughts Meekly ...
Pagina 33
... Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets . Such object hath the pow'r to soft'n and tame Severest temper , smooth the ... heart Of wifest Solomon , and made him build , And made him bow to the Gods of his wives . To whom quick answer ...
... Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets . Such object hath the pow'r to soft'n and tame Severest temper , smooth the ... heart Of wifest Solomon , and made him build , And made him bow to the Gods of his wives . To whom quick answer ...
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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes ... John Milton Volledige weergave - 1760 |
Paradise Regain'd: A Poem in Four Books : To which is Added Samson Agonistes ... Milton Volledige weergave - 1713 |
Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books : To which is Added Samson ... Milton Volledige weergave - 1759 |
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Pagina 200 - 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 166 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Pagina 173 - The Babe lies yet in smiling infancy, That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss; So both Himself and us to glorify...
Pagina 264 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.
Pagina 192 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Pagina 253 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Pagina 250 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Pagina 196 - 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, In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak.
Pagina 193 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Pagina 250 - Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.