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 22
... hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not will But mifery hath wrefted from me : where Easily canft thou ... thou art plac'd above me , thou art Lord ; 475 From thee I can and must submiss indure Check or reproof ...
... hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not will But mifery hath wrefted from me : where Easily canft thou ... thou art plac'd above me , thou art Lord ; 475 From thee I can and must submiss indure Check or reproof ...
Pagina 41
... hast thou to do ? Thy pompous delicacies I contemn , 390 And count thy fpecious gifts no gifts but guiles . To whom thus anfwer'd Satan malecontent . That I have alfo pow'r to give thou feeft ; If of that pow'r I bring thee voluntary ...
... hast thou to do ? Thy pompous delicacies I contemn , 390 And count thy fpecious gifts no gifts but guiles . To whom thus anfwer'd Satan malecontent . That I have alfo pow'r to give thou feeft ; If of that pow'r I bring thee voluntary ...
Pagina 88
... thy Father's throne , And thief of Paradise ; him long of old Thou didst debel , and down from Heaven caft 605 With all his army , now thou hast aveng'd Sup- Supplanted Adam , and by vanquishing Temptation , haft regain'd 88 PARADISE ...
... thy Father's throne , And thief of Paradise ; him long of old Thou didst debel , and down from Heaven caft 605 With all his army , now thou hast aveng'd Sup- Supplanted Adam , and by vanquishing Temptation , haft regain'd 88 PARADISE ...
Pagina 120
... thy thirst t ' allay After the brunt of battel , can as easy Cause light again within thy eyes to spring , Wherewith to serve him better than thou hast ; 585 And I perfuade me fo ; why else this strength Miraculous yet remaining in ...
... thy thirst t ' allay After the brunt of battel , can as easy Cause light again within thy eyes to spring , Wherewith to serve him better than thou hast ; 585 And I perfuade me fo ; why else this strength Miraculous yet remaining in ...
Pagina 148
... thee Present in temples at idolatrous rites 1375 For fome important cause , thou need'ft not ... hast refolv'd , the man returns . Off . Samfon , this fecond message from our lords To To thee I am bid say . Art thou our 148 SAMSON AGONISTES .
... thee Present in temples at idolatrous rites 1375 For fome important cause , thou need'ft not ... hast refolv'd , the man returns . Off . Samfon , this fecond message from our lords To To thee I am bid say . Art thou our 148 SAMSON AGONISTES .
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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 ... John Milton Volledige weergave - 1759 |
Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes ... John 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.