Paradise regain'd, a poem. To which is added Samson agonistes; and Poems upon several occasions, with a Tractate of education1747 |
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الصفحة 305
... tuis . Veftibus hunc igitur pullis , Academia , luge , Et madeant lachrymis nigra feretra tuis . Fundat & ipfa modos querebunda Elegëia tristes , Perfonet & totis nænia moesta Scholis , Elegia tertia , Anno ætatis 17 . In obitum ...
... tuis . Veftibus hunc igitur pullis , Academia , luge , Et madeant lachrymis nigra feretra tuis . Fundat & ipfa modos querebunda Elegëia tristes , Perfonet & totis nænia moesta Scholis , Elegia tertia , Anno ætatis 17 . In obitum ...
الصفحة 324
... . In eandem . Iccine tentâfti cœlo donâffe Jacobum lates ? Nî meliora tuum poterit dare munera numen , Parce , precor , donis infidiofa tuis , Ille Ille quidem fine te confortia ferus adivit Aftra , nec 324 POEMS on feveral Occafions .
... . In eandem . Iccine tentâfti cœlo donâffe Jacobum lates ? Nî meliora tuum poterit dare munera numen , Parce , precor , donis infidiofa tuis , Ille Ille quidem fine te confortia ferus adivit Aftra , nec 324 POEMS on feveral Occafions .
الصفحة 335
... tuis celebrantur numina faftis . Dixit , & adfcitos ponens malefidus amictus Fugit ad infandam , regnum illætabile , Lethen , Jam rofea Eoas pandens Tithonia portas Veftit inauratas redeunti lumine terras ; Mæftaque adhuc nigri ...
... tuis celebrantur numina faftis . Dixit , & adfcitos ponens malefidus amictus Fugit ad infandam , regnum illætabile , Lethen , Jam rofea Eoas pandens Tithonia portas Veftit inauratas redeunti lumine terras ; Mæftaque adhuc nigri ...
الصفحة 337
... tuis , tibi reddimus æqua . Te Deus , æternos motu qui temperat ignes , Fulmine præmiffo alloquitur , terrâque tremente : Fama , files ? an te latet impia Papistarum Conjurata cohors in meque meofque Britannos , Et nova fceptrigero ...
... tuis , tibi reddimus æqua . Te Deus , æternos motu qui temperat ignes , Fulmine præmiffo alloquitur , terrâque tremente : Fama , files ? an te latet impia Papistarum Conjurata cohors in meque meofque Britannos , Et nova fceptrigero ...
الصفحة 344
... tuis , ( quamvis nec maxima poffint Refpondere tuis , nedum ut par gratia donis Effe queat , vacuis quæ redditur arida verbis . ) Sed Sed tamen hæc noftros oftendit pagina cenfus , Et quod 344 POEMS on feveral Occafions .
... tuis , ( quamvis nec maxima poffint Refpondere tuis , nedum ut par gratia donis Effe queat , vacuis quæ redditur arida verbis . ) Sed Sed tamen hæc noftros oftendit pagina cenfus , Et quod 344 POEMS on feveral Occafions .
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الصفحة 367 - The end, then, of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.
الصفحة 212 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame...
الصفحة 234 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 210 - Muse, shall not thy sacred vein Afford a present to the Infant God? Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain, To welcome him to this his new abode, Now while the Heav'n by the sun's team untrod, Hath took no print of the approaching light...
الصفحة 211 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
الصفحة 189 - Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it, by degrees, to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
الصفحة 235 - Here lies old Hobson. Death hath broke his girt, And here, alas! hath laid him in the dirt; Or else, the ways being foul, twenty to one He's here stuck in a slough, and overthrown. 'Twas such a shifter that, if truth were known, Death was half glad when he had got him down; For he had any time this ten years full Dodged with him betwixt Cambridge and The Bull.
الصفحة 211 - 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.
الصفحة 240 - Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still, Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly hours lead on propitious May ; Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day, First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill, Portend success in love ; O if Jove's will Have linked that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely sing, ere the rude bird of hate...