The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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... stand of old Myriads , between two brazen mountains lodged Against a solemn day , harness'd at hand , Celestial equipage : and now came forth Spontaneous , for within them Spirit lived , Attendant on their Lord . Heaven open'd wide Her ...
... stand of old Myriads , between two brazen mountains lodged Against a solemn day , harness'd at hand , Celestial equipage : and now came forth Spontaneous , for within them Spirit lived , Attendant on their Lord . Heaven open'd wide Her ...
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... Stand fast ! to stand or fall Free in thine own arbitrement it lies . Perfect within , no outward aid require ; And all temptation to transgress repel . " So saying , he arose ; whom Adam thus Follow'd with benediction : " Since to part ...
... Stand fast ! to stand or fall Free in thine own arbitrement it lies . Perfect within , no outward aid require ; And all temptation to transgress repel . " So saying , he arose ; whom Adam thus Follow'd with benediction : " Since to part ...
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... stand Before my Judge ; either to undergo Myself the total crime , or to accuse My other self , the partner of my life ; Whose failing , while her faith to me remains , I should conceal , and not expose to blame By my complaint : but ...
... stand Before my Judge ; either to undergo Myself the total crime , or to accuse My other self , the partner of my life ; Whose failing , while her faith to me remains , I should conceal , and not expose to blame By my complaint : but ...
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... stand In sight of God ? Him , after all disputes , Forced I absolve : all my evasions vain , And reasonings , though through mazes , lead me still But to my own conviction : first and last On me , me only , as the source and spring Of ...
... stand In sight of God ? Him , after all disputes , Forced I absolve : all my evasions vain , And reasonings , though through mazes , lead me still But to my own conviction : first and last On me , me only , as the source and spring Of ...
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... stand we longer shivering under fears , That show no end but death , and have the power , Of many ways to die the shortest choosing , Destruction with destruction to destroy ? " - She ended here , or vehement despair Broke off the rest ...
... stand we longer shivering under fears , That show no end but death , and have the power , Of many ways to die the shortest choosing , Destruction with destruction to destroy ? " - She ended here , or vehement despair Broke off the rest ...
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Adam angels answer'd appear'd aught beast behold Belial Bethabara bless'd bliss bright call'd Canaan canst Cherubim Cities of men cloud creatures Ctesiphon dark death delight descended didst divine dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fame Father fear foretold fruit glory gods grace ground hand happy hath heard heart heaven heavenly hell highth hill hither Israel Jesus join'd king kingdom lest light live Lord lost Lycidas mankind Messiah nigh night numbers Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian pass'd peace quire reign replied return'd river Jordan sapience Satan Saviour seat seed seek seem'd serpent shade shame sight Son of God soon spake Spirit stars stood sung sweet taste Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thou may'st thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence wings wonder
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Сторінка 244 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretch'd 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 lull'd asleep.
Сторінка 248 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak. Sw'eet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Сторінка 236 - Alas ! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse ? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days...
Сторінка 237 - That came in Neptune's plea; He ask'd the waves, and ask'd the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain? And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory: They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon stray 'd; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.
Сторінка 236 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Сторінка 238 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint...
Сторінка 238 - But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Сторінка 33 - fair light, And thou enlighten'd earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills, and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?
Сторінка 240 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Сторінка 248 - Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom,— Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm; Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...