Paradise Regain'd: A Poem. In Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes. And Poems Upon Several Occasions. Compos'd at Several TimesJacob Tonson, 1707 - 457 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 6
... these sad tidings ; but no time was then For long indulgence to their fears or grief : Unanimous they all commit the care And management of this vain Enterprize To him their great Dictator , whose attempt At first against mankind fo ...
... these sad tidings ; but no time was then For long indulgence to their fears or grief : Unanimous they all commit the care And management of this vain Enterprize To him their great Dictator , whose attempt At first against mankind fo ...
الصفحة 7
... these things could be To her a Virgin , that on her fhould come The Holy Ghost , and the Power of the Highest O'er - shadow her : this Man born and now up - grown , To fhew him worthy of his Birth Divine And high Prediction , henceforth ...
... these things could be To her a Virgin , that on her fhould come The Holy Ghost , and the Power of the Highest O'er - shadow her : this Man born and now up - grown , To fhew him worthy of his Birth Divine And high Prediction , henceforth ...
الصفحة 11
... These growing thoughts my Mother foon perceiving By words at times caft forth inly rejoyc'd , And faid to me apart , High are thy thoughts O Son , but nourish them and let them foar To what heighth facred virtue and true worth Can raise ...
... These growing thoughts my Mother foon perceiving By words at times caft forth inly rejoyc'd , And faid to me apart , High are thy thoughts O Son , but nourish them and let them foar To what heighth facred virtue and true worth Can raise ...
الصفحة 16
... these hard ftones be made thee Bread ; So fhalt thou fave thy felf and us relieve With Food , whereof we wretched feldom taste . He ended , and the Son of God reply'd . Think'st thou fuch force in Bread ? is it not written ( For I ...
... these hard ftones be made thee Bread ; So fhalt thou fave thy felf and us relieve With Food , whereof we wretched feldom taste . He ended , and the Son of God reply'd . Think'st thou fuch force in Bread ? is it not written ( For I ...
الصفحة 18
... these Regions of the World , If not difpofer ; lend them oft my aid , Oft my advice by prefages and figns , And answers , oracles , portents and dreams , Whereby they may direct their future Life . Envy they fay excites me , thus to ...
... these Regions of the World , If not difpofer ; lend them oft my aid , Oft my advice by prefages and figns , And answers , oracles , portents and dreams , Whereby they may direct their future Life . Envy they fay excites me , thus to ...
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aftra againſt agni Amor anſwer Atque beft beſt caft call'd cauſe Chor Dagon darkneſs doft domino jam domum impaſti doth e'er Earth Elegia eyes faid fair fame fave fear Feaſt feek fhades fhall fhew fibi fide fing firſt foes folemn fome fonos foon fræna ftill fuch glory Hæc haſt hath Heav'n higheſt himſelf honour houſe Ifrael illa ille ipfe jam non vacat juſt King laſt leaſt lefs loft Lord Lycidas malè mihi moſt muſt night numina Nunc o'er Olympo Pfalm pleaſe pow'r praiſe preſent PSAL quæ quid quoque reaſon reply'd reſt Samf Samfon ſeek ſeems ſelf ſhall ſhame ſhe ſhould ſome Son of God Song ſpread ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſweet thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou art thought Throne thy felf tibi ulmo virtue weakneſs whofe whoſe wilt worſe
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الصفحة 194 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
الصفحة 195 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
الصفحة 189 - 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. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
الصفحة 176 - 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.
الصفحة 196 - 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...
الصفحة 156 - Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed.
الصفحة 259 - 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...
الصفحة 105 - Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
الصفحة 48 - Things vulgar, and, well weigh'd, scarce worth the praise ? They praise, and they admire, they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other...
الصفحة 269 - 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 foregoes his wonted seat.