Paradise regain'd, a poem. To which is added Samson agonistes; and Poems upon several occasions, with a Tractate of education1747 |
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... first taste of your Ac- quaintance , though no longer than to make me know that I wanted more time to value it , and to enjoy it right- ly ; and in truth , if I could then have imagin'd your farther ftay in these parts , which I ...
... first taste of your Ac- quaintance , though no longer than to make me know that I wanted more time to value it , and to enjoy it right- ly ; and in truth , if I could then have imagin'd your farther ftay in these parts , which I ...
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... first from out the purple Grape Crusht the sweet poison of mis - ufed Wine , After the Tufcan Mariners transform'd , Coafting the Tyrrbene fhore , as the winds lifted , On Circe's Hand fell ; ( Who knows not Circe , The Daughter of the ...
... first from out the purple Grape Crusht the sweet poison of mis - ufed Wine , After the Tufcan Mariners transform'd , Coafting the Tyrrbene fhore , as the winds lifted , On Circe's Hand fell ; ( Who knows not Circe , The Daughter of the ...
Сторінка 176
... first I must put off These my skie robes fpun out of Iris ' Wooff , And take the weeds and likeness of a Swain , That to the Service of this house belongs , Who with his foft Pipe , and smooth dittied Song , Well knows to ftill the wild ...
... first I must put off These my skie robes fpun out of Iris ' Wooff , And take the weeds and likeness of a Swain , That to the Service of this house belongs , Who with his foft Pipe , and smooth dittied Song , Well knows to ftill the wild ...
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... first was nam'd , And yet is moft pretended : In a place Lefs warranted than this , or lefs fecure , I cannot be , that I should fear to change it . Eye me , bleft Providence , and square my trial To my proportion'd strength . Shepherd ...
... first was nam'd , And yet is moft pretended : In a place Lefs warranted than this , or lefs fecure , I cannot be , that I should fear to change it . Eye me , bleft Providence , and square my trial To my proportion'd strength . Shepherd ...
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... first being . Such are thofe thick and gloomy fhadows damp , Oft feen in Charnel Vaults , and Sepulchres , Lingring , and fitting by a new - made grave , As loth to leave the Body , that it lov'd , And linkt itself by carnal fenfuality ...
... first being . Such are thofe thick and gloomy fhadows damp , Oft feen in Charnel Vaults , and Sepulchres , Lingring , and fitting by a new - made grave , As loth to leave the Body , that it lov'd , And linkt itself by carnal fenfuality ...
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Сторінка 367 - The end, then, of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.
Сторінка 212 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame...
Сторінка 234 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Сторінка 209 - 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...
Сторінка 210 - Muse, shall not thy sacred vein Afford a present to the Infant God? Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain, To welcome him to this his new abode, Now while the Heav'n by the sun's team untrod, Hath took no print of the approaching light...
Сторінка 211 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Сторінка 189 - Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it, by degrees, to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
Сторінка 235 - Here lies old Hobson. Death hath broke his girt, And here, alas! hath laid him in the dirt; Or else, the ways being foul, twenty to one He's here stuck in a slough, and overthrown. 'Twas such a shifter that, if truth were known, Death was half glad when he had got him down; For he had any time this ten years full Dodged with him betwixt Cambridge and The Bull.
Сторінка 211 - 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.
Сторінка 240 - Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May ; Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day, First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill, Portend success in love ; O if Jove's will Have linked that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely sing, ere the rude bird of hate...