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... Abra went the last ; Abra was ready ere I call'd her name ; And , though I call'd another , Abra came . Her equals first observ'd her growing zeal , And , laughing , gloss'd , that Abra serv'd so well . To me her actions did unheeded ...
... Abra went the last ; Abra was ready ere I call'd her name ; And , though I call'd another , Abra came . Her equals first observ'd her growing zeal , And , laughing , gloss'd , that Abra serv'd so well . To me her actions did unheeded ...
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... Abra must expire , Had he been born some simple shepherd's heir , The lowing herd or fleecy sheep his care , At morn with him I o'er the hills had run , Scornful of winter's frost and summer's sun , Still asking where he made his flock ...
... Abra must expire , Had he been born some simple shepherd's heir , The lowing herd or fleecy sheep his care , At morn with him I o'er the hills had run , Scornful of winter's frost and summer's sun , Still asking where he made his flock ...
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... Abra , held My freedom in her chains ; my heart was fill'd With her , with her alone ; in her alone It sought its peace and joy : while she was gone , It sigh'd and griev'd , impatient of her stay ; Return'd , she chas'd those sighs ...
... Abra , held My freedom in her chains ; my heart was fill'd With her , with her alone ; in her alone It sought its peace and joy : while she was gone , It sigh'd and griev'd , impatient of her stay ; Return'd , she chas'd those sighs ...
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... Abra's power , my scandal still increas'd ; Justice submitted to what Abra pleas'd : Her will alone could settle or revoke , And law was fix'd by what she latest spoke . Israel neglected , Abra was my care : I only acted , thought , and ...
... Abra's power , my scandal still increas'd ; Justice submitted to what Abra pleas'd : Her will alone could settle or revoke , And law was fix'd by what she latest spoke . Israel neglected , Abra was my care : I only acted , thought , and ...
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... Abra's charms , Her beauties press'd , and panting in my arms ? How oft , with sighs , view'd ev'ry female face , Where mimic fancy might her likeness trace ? How oft desir'd to fly from Israel's throne , And live in shades with her and ...
... Abra's charms , Her beauties press'd , and panting in my arms ? How oft , with sighs , view'd ev'ry female face , Where mimic fancy might her likeness trace ? How oft desir'd to fly from Israel's throne , And live in shades with her and ...
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Page 23 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd 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.
Page 22 - How well could I have spared for thee, young swain, Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Page 240 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 31 - 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...
Page 32 - 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?
Page 46 - Eternal coeternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate! Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Page 21 - Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 22 - Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Page 19 - And if I give thee honor due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreproved pleasures free; 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; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Page 56 - 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 mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train : But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With...