Cowper's Milton [the poetical works, with life, notes and tr. by W. Cowper. Ed. by W. Hayley]., Band 4W. Mason, 1810 |
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... ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal man ; Though men esteem thee low of parentage , Thy father is the Eternal King who rules All Heaven ' BOOK I. 13 PARADISE REGAINED .
... ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal man ; Though men esteem thee low of parentage , Thy father is the Eternal King who rules All Heaven ' BOOK I. 13 PARADISE REGAINED .
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John Milton William Cowper, William Hayley. Thy father is the Eternal King who rules All Heaven and Earth , Angels and sons of men ; A messenger from God foretold thy birth Conceiv'd in me a virgin ; he foretold , Thou should'st be great ...
John Milton William Cowper, William Hayley. Thy father is the Eternal King who rules All Heaven and Earth , Angels and sons of men ; A messenger from God foretold thy birth Conceiv'd in me a virgin ; he foretold , Thou should'st be great ...
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... Father's voice , Audibly heard from Heaven , pronounc'd me his , Me his beloved Son , in whom alone He was well pleas'd ; by which I knew the time Now full , that I no more should live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes , The ...
... Father's voice , Audibly heard from Heaven , pronounc'd me his , Me his beloved Son , in whom alone He was well pleas'd ; by which I knew the time Now full , that I no more should live obscure , But openly begin , as best becomes , The ...
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... fathers here with manna ? In the monnt Moses was forty days , nor eat , nor drank ; And forty days Elijah , without food , Wander'd this barren waste ; the same I now : Why dost thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I ...
... fathers here with manna ? In the monnt Moses was forty days , nor eat , nor drank ; And forty days Elijah , without food , Wander'd this barren waste ; the same I now : Why dost thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I ...
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... Father , who is holy , wise and pure , Suffers the hypocrite or atheous priest To tread his sacred courts , and minister About his altar , handling holy things , Praying or vowing ; and vouchsaf'd his voice To Balaam reprobate , a ...
... Father , who is holy , wise and pure , Suffers the hypocrite or atheous priest To tread his sacred courts , and minister About his altar , handling holy things , Praying or vowing ; and vouchsaf'd his voice To Balaam reprobate , a ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Angels Arethuse arms Astaroth aught behold Brother canst Chorus Comus Cowper Dagon dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame fantastick Father fear feast foes foul glorious glory Gods grace hand Harapha hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Israel Jesus king kingdom Lady Lord Lord Brackley loud Lycidas Manoah Meriba Milton mind mortal musick night Nymphs o'er offer'd once Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace pearls of dew Philistines praise PSALM publick reign river Jordan round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour seek shades shalt shame Shepherd sing snares solemn Son of God song soon soul Spirit strength sung sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou didst thou hast thought throne thyself truth vex'd virgin virtue voice wilt wings wise wood
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 170 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Seite 134 - The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, 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.
Seite 135 - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Seite 140 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Seite 144 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Seite 136 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 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 ; For so the holy sages once did sing, That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.
Seite 140 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 130 - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. 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...
Seite 150 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...