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 pages |
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... fuch perfection , that e'er yet my age Had measur'd twice fix years , at our great Feast I went into the Temple , there to hear The Teachers of our Law , and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own ; And was admir'd by ...
... fuch perfection , that e'er yet my age Had measur'd twice fix years , at our great Feast I went into the Temple , there to hear The Teachers of our Law , and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own ; And was admir'd by ...
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... fuch thoughts Accompanied of things paft and to come Lodg'd in his breaft , as well might recommend Such Solitude before choicest Society . Full forty days he pass'd , whether on hill Sometimes , anon in shady vale , each night Under ...
... fuch thoughts Accompanied of things paft and to come Lodg'd in his breaft , as well might recommend Such Solitude before choicest Society . Full forty days he pass'd , whether on hill Sometimes , anon in shady vale , each night Under ...
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... fuch force in Bread ? is it not written ( For I difcern thee other than thou seem'st ) Man lives not by Bread only , but each Word Proceeding from the mouth of God , who fed Our Fathers here with Manna ; in the Mount Mofes was forty ...
... fuch force in Bread ? is it not written ( For I difcern thee other than thou seem'st ) Man lives not by Bread only , but each Word Proceeding from the mouth of God , who fed Our Fathers here with Manna ; in the Mount Mofes was forty ...
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... , a Prophet yet Inspir'd ; disdain not fuch access to me . To whom our Saviour with unalter'd brow Thy coming hither , though I know thy scope , I bid not or forbid , do as thou find'st 22 PARADISE Regain'd . Book I.
... , a Prophet yet Inspir'd ; disdain not fuch access to me . To whom our Saviour with unalter'd brow Thy coming hither , though I know thy scope , I bid not or forbid , do as thou find'st 22 PARADISE Regain'd . Book I.
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... fuch a season born when scarce a Shed Could be obtain'd to shelter him or me From the bleak air ; a Stable was our warmth , A Manger his , yet foon enforc'd to fly Thence into Egypt , till the Murd'rous King Were dead , who fought his ...
... fuch a season born when scarce a Shed Could be obtain'd to shelter him or me From the bleak air ; a Stable was our warmth , A Manger his , yet foon enforc'd to fly Thence into Egypt , till the Murd'rous King Were dead , who fought his ...
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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 156 - Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.