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... fair inhabitant thus he pursues rural gaiety through a day of labour , or of play , and delights himself at night with the fanciful narratives of superstitious ignorance . : « The pensive man walks unseen to muse at midnight ; and hears ...
... fair inhabitant thus he pursues rural gaiety through a day of labour , or of play , and delights himself at night with the fanciful narratives of superstitious ignorance . : « The pensive man walks unseen to muse at midnight ; and hears ...
الصفحة 17
... fair idolatresses , fell To idols foul . Thammuz came next behind , Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur'd The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day ; While smooth v . 418. ] 17 BOOK I.
... fair idolatresses , fell To idols foul . Thammuz came next behind , Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur'd The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a summer's day ; While smooth v . 418. ] 17 BOOK I.
الصفحة 18
... fair Damascus , on the fertile banks Of Abbana and Pharphar , lucid streams . He also against the house of God was bold ! A leper once he lost , and gain'd a king ; Ahaz , his sottish conqueror , whom he drew God's altar to disparage ...
... fair Damascus , on the fertile banks Of Abbana and Pharphar , lucid streams . He also against the house of God was bold ! A leper once he lost , and gain'd a king ; Ahaz , his sottish conqueror , whom he drew God's altar to disparage ...
الصفحة 43
... fair light , Secure ; and at the brightening orient beam Purge off this gloom : the soft delicious air , To heal the scar of these corrosive fires , Shall breathe her balm . In search of this new world ? whom shall we find Sufficient ...
... fair light , Secure ; and at the brightening orient beam Purge off this gloom : the soft delicious air , To heal the scar of these corrosive fires , Shall breathe her balm . In search of this new world ? whom shall we find Sufficient ...
الصفحة 51
... fair ; But ended foul in many a scaly fold Voluminous and vast ; a serpent arm'd With mortal sting : about her middle round A cry of Hell - hounds never ceasing bark With wide Cerberean mouths full loud , and rung A hideous peal ; yet ...
... fair ; But ended foul in many a scaly fold Voluminous and vast ; a serpent arm'd With mortal sting : about her middle round A cry of Hell - hounds never ceasing bark With wide Cerberean mouths full loud , and rung A hideous peal ; yet ...
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الصفحة 13 - Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe. His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand...
الصفحة 66 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
الصفحة 5 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
الصفحة 4 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
الصفحة 11 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
الصفحة 109 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
الصفحة 127 - But know that, in the soul, Are many lesser faculties, that serve Reason as chief: among these, Fancy next Her office holds; of all external things, Which the five watchful senses represent, She forms imaginations, aery shapes, Which Reason, joining or disjoining, frames All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion ; then retires Into her private cell, when Nature rests.
الصفحة 110 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
الصفحة 7 - What though the field be lost ? All is not lost — the unconquerable will. And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield ; And what is else not to be overcome ? That glory never shall his wrath or might no Extort from me.
الصفحة 92 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...