Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions, Band 2J. and R. Tonson, 1753 - 335 Seiten |
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... present to the Infant God ? Haft thou no verfe , no hymn , or folemn strain , To welcome him to this his new abode , 15 Now while the Heav'n by the fun's team untrod , Hath took no print of the approaching light , 20 And all the ...
... present to the Infant God ? Haft thou no verfe , no hymn , or folemn strain , To welcome him to this his new abode , 15 Now while the Heav'n by the fun's team untrod , Hath took no print of the approaching light , 20 And all the ...
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... present aid Of this occafion . But I hear the tread Of hateful steps , I must be viewless now . 90 Comus enters with a charming rod in one hand , his glass in the other ; with him a rout of monsters , headed like fundry forts of wild ...
... present aid Of this occafion . But I hear the tread Of hateful steps , I must be viewless now . 90 Comus enters with a charming rod in one hand , his glass in the other ; with him a rout of monsters , headed like fundry forts of wild ...
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... present . 134. Stay thy cloudy ebon chair , & c ] In the Manufcript thefe 1 lines at first run thus , Stay thy polisht ebon chair , Till all thy dues be done , and nought left out . Afterwards thefe lines were added in the margin ...
... present . 134. Stay thy cloudy ebon chair , & c ] In the Manufcript thefe 1 lines at first run thus , Stay thy polisht ebon chair , Till all thy dues be done , and nought left out . Afterwards thefe lines were added in the margin ...
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... present need ? LADY . No less than if I should my Brothers lofe . COMUS . Were they of manly prime , or youthful bloom ? LADY . As smooth as Hebe's their unrazor'd lips : COMUS . Two fuch I faw , what time the labor'd ox In his loofe ...
... present need ? LADY . No less than if I should my Brothers lofe . COMUS . Were they of manly prime , or youthful bloom ? LADY . As smooth as Hebe's their unrazor'd lips : COMUS . Two fuch I faw , what time the labor'd ox In his loofe ...
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Seite 72 - 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.
Seite 71 - Softly on my eyelids laid; And, as I wake, sweet music breathe Above, about, or underneath, Sent by some Spirit to mortals good, Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light.
Seite 58 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 237 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Seite 70 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.
Seite 188 - Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there — for what could that have done ? What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The Muse herself for her enchanting son...
Seite 59 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 15 - 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.
Seite 260 - I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land ; Ask large enough, and I, besought, Will grant thy full demand.
Seite 63 - 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...