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... fear , or terror , to purge the mind of thofe and fuch like paffions , that is , to temper and reduce them to just measure with a kind of delight , ftirr'd up by reading or feeing thofe paffions well imitated . Nor is Nature wanting in ...
... fear , or terror , to purge the mind of thofe and fuch like paffions , that is , to temper and reduce them to just measure with a kind of delight , ftirr'd up by reading or feeing thofe paffions well imitated . Nor is Nature wanting in ...
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... not slacken'd , though my pardon No way affur'd . But conjugal affection , Prevailing over fear and timorous doubt , Hath led me on defirous to behold 735 740 Once Once more thy face , and know of thy estate SAMSON AGONISTES . 31.
... not slacken'd , though my pardon No way affur'd . But conjugal affection , Prevailing over fear and timorous doubt , Hath led me on defirous to behold 735 740 Once Once more thy face , and know of thy estate SAMSON AGONISTES . 31.
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... fear'd left one day thou would'st leave me As her at Timna , fought by all means therefore How to indear , and hold thee to me firmeft : No better way I faw than by impórtuning To learn thy fecrets , get into my power The key of ...
... fear'd left one day thou would'st leave me As her at Timna , fought by all means therefore How to indear , and hold thee to me firmeft : No better way I faw than by impórtuning To learn thy fecrets , get into my power The key of ...
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... fears , Wailing thy abfence in my widow'd bed ; Here I should ftill enjoy thee day and night Mine and love's prifoner , not the Philistines , Whole to myself , unhazarded abroad , Fearless at home of partners in my love . These reasons ...
... fears , Wailing thy abfence in my widow'd bed ; Here I should ftill enjoy thee day and night Mine and love's prifoner , not the Philistines , Whole to myself , unhazarded abroad , Fearless at home of partners in my love . These reasons ...
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... fear'd . Thefe falfe pretexts and varnish'd colors failing , Bare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear ? DAL . In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse , whatever be her cause . 900 SAMS . For want of words no doubt , or ...
... fear'd . Thefe falfe pretexts and varnish'd colors failing , Bare in thy guilt how foul must thou appear ? DAL . In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse , whatever be her cause . 900 SAMS . For want of words no doubt , or ...
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Сторінка 80 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars, with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence : And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.
Сторінка 65 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Сторінка 102 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lulled asleep.
Сторінка 85 - The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns, and altars round, A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power forgoes his wonted seat.
Сторінка 160 - 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.
Сторінка 158 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Сторінка 181 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
Сторінка 159 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Сторінка 79 - 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 kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Сторінка 106 - 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...