Fame, whose tales of saddest sound

Far distant he descries

Father, thy word is pass'd, Man shall find grace
Favour'd of Heaven who finds

Fly, envious Time, till thou run out thy race

For it is of no little consequence, O citizens
For know, thou art no son of mortal man
For Man to tell how human life began
For when God shakes a kingdom

For when the church without temporal support
For who knows not that truth is strong

Foul distrust and breach

From her husband's hand her hand

From his radiant seat he rose

From the bough

Full forty days he pass'd-whether on hill
Fully hast thou satisfied me, pure

Gabriel, this day by proof thou shalt behold
Go, and the Holy One

God at last

Goddess of shades, and Huntress, who at will
God of Israel

God of our fathers! what is Man

God said, "Let there be firmament
God said, "Let the waters generate"
God, to remove his ways from human sense
Go, Michael, of celestial armies prince
Good vent❜rous youth

Great acts require great means of enterprise
Great are thy virtues, doubtless, best of fruits
Great are thy works, Jehovah ! infinite
Great triumph and rejoicing was in Heaven
Groves of myrrh

Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven first-born
Hail, horrors! hail

Hail, Son of the Most High, heir of both Worlds
Hail! thou Goddess sage and holy

Hail, wedded Love, mysterious law, true source
Harry, whose tuneful and well-measured song
Hath God then said that of the fruit
He, above the rest

He look'd, and saw what numbers numberless
He look'd, and saw wide territory spread

Henceforth I learn that to obey is best
He on the wings of Cherub rode sublime -
Here lies old Hobson. Death hath broke its girt
Here pilgrims roam, that stray'd so far to seek
He... saw a spacious plain, whereon

He soon

He who comes thy Saviour shall recure
He who receives

He, who was my guide

High in the midst, exalted as a god

Him there they found

His malice served but to bring forth
How charming is divine Philosophy

How first began this heaven which we behold
How?-shall the face of nature then be ploughed
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth

I am the Power

I can at will, doubt not, as soon as thou
I deny not, but that it is of greatest concernment
I did but prompt the age to quit their clogs

I esteem those names of men so poor

If by prayer

If the religion be pure, spiritual, simple
I hate when Vice can bolt her arguments

I . . . in a moment will create

I know no spells, use no forbidden arts

I laugh, when those who at the spear are bold
Immediate are the acts of God, more swift
In evil hour

I who erewhile the happy Garden sung
I will tell you now

Jehovah, to my words give ear
Jerusalem -

Judge not what is best

Just are the ways of God

Know'st thou not that my rising is thy fall
Know that in the soul

Lady! it cannot be but that thine eyes
Lady, that in the prime of earliest youth -
Last came, and last did go

Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son
Law can discover sin, but not remove
Learn with awe

Less bright the moon

Let my due feet never fail

Let not my words offend thee, Heavenly Power "Let the Earth"

"Let the Earth bring forth soul living in her kind" Let them serve

"Let there be light!" said God; and forthwith light Let those

Let us be convinced that those have acquired

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Let us make now Man in our image, Man' Let us with a gladsome mind

Long the decrees of Heaven

Meanwhile, the Eternal eye, whose sight discerns
Methought I saw my late espoused saint
Mild answer Adam thus return'd

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No man, who knows ought, can be so stupid
Nor doth this grandeur and majestic shew
Nor less on either side tempestuous fell
Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail
Not... mistrust, but tender love, enjoins
"Not only these fair bounds, but all the Earth
Not that fair field

Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray
Now had they brought the work by wondrous art
Now Heaven in all her glory shone, and roll'd
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime
Now Night her course began, and, over Heaven
Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger
Now waved their fiery swords, and in the air
Now when ambrosial night, with clouds exhaled
Now, whenas sacred light began to dawn
Nymphs and Shepherds, dance no more -

"O by what name, for thou above all these
O Earth, how like to Heaven, if not preferr'd
O Eve, in evil hour thou didst give ear
O fairest flower, no sooner blown but blasted
O fairest of creation, last and best
O Father, O Supreme of Heavenly Thrones
O favourable Spirit, propitious guest

Of celestial bodies, first the sun

Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit
O for that warning voice, which he who saw
O fruit divine

O Heaven! in evil strait this day I stand

O Heaven! that such resemblance of the Highest
O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great
O miserable of happy! is this the end

O much deceived, much failing, hapless Eve
On each wing -

One Almighty is, from whom

On Earth the seventh

One thing yet remains to be done

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray
On she came

O prophet of glad tidings, finisher

O thou in Heaven and Earth the only peace
O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd
O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death
Our greatness will appear

Our Saviour camly thus replied

Our Saviour, lifting up his eyes, beheld

Our Saviour, meek and with untroubled mind
Out flew

O Woman, best are all things as the will

Paradise

Raphael

Rather seek

Repent the sin; but if the punishment
Return, Sicilian Muse

Revere the fond expectations which we cherish

Sabrina fair

Said Michael "If thou well observe

Satan

Satan, now first inflamed with rage, came down
Satan, with his powers

"Say, what mean those colour'd streaks in Heaven
"See, Father, what first-fruits on Earth are sprung'
Servant of God, well done! Well hast thou fought
Shalt thou give law to God? shalt thou dispute
She fair, divinely fair, fit love for Gods

She.

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though divinely brought

Silence, ye troubled waves, and, thou Deep, peace! Sin, his fair

Sire of Men

Six wings he wore, to shade

So dear to Heaven his saintly chastity

So hand in hand they pass'd, the loveliest pair
So judged he Man, both Judge and Saviour
Sole partner and sole part of all these joys
Some say he bid his Angels turn askance
Son of Heaven and Earth

Soon as the force of that fallacious fruit
Southward through Eden went a river large
Spake the Son, and into terror changed
Standing on Earth, not rapt above the pole
Such music (as 'tis said)

Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie
Suddenly stood at my head a dream
Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly

Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph, that livest unseen