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 páginas |
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... wilt end ; Who boast'st release from Hell , and leave to come Into the Heav'n of Heav'ns ; thou com'ft indeed , As a poor miserable captive thrall , Comes to the place where he before had fat Among the Prime in Splendor , now depos'd ...
... wilt end ; Who boast'st release from Hell , and leave to come Into the Heav'n of Heav'ns ; thou com'ft indeed , As a poor miserable captive thrall , Comes to the place where he before had fat Among the Prime in Splendor , now depos'd ...
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... had not to anfwer , but stood ftruck With guilt of his own fin , for he himself Infatiable of glory had lost all , Yet of another Plea bethought him soon . Of Of glory , as thou wilt , faid he , 52 PARADISE Regain'd . Book III .
... had not to anfwer , but stood ftruck With guilt of his own fin , for he himself Infatiable of glory had lost all , Yet of another Plea bethought him soon . Of Of glory , as thou wilt , faid he , 52 PARADISE Regain'd . Book III .
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... wilt , faid he , fo deem , Worth or not worth their fecking , let it pass : But to a Kingdom thou art born , ordain'd To fit upon thy Father David's Throne ; By Mother's fide thy Father , though thy right Be now in pow'rful hands , that ...
... wilt , faid he , fo deem , Worth or not worth their fecking , let it pass : But to a Kingdom thou art born , ordain'd To fit upon thy Father David's Throne ; By Mother's fide thy Father , though thy right Be now in pow'rful hands , that ...
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... wilt by conqueft or by league . By him thou shalt regain , without him not , That which alone can truly reinftal thee In David's royal Scat , his true Succeffor , Deliv'rance of thy brethren , thofe ten Tribes Whofe off - fpring in his ...
... wilt by conqueft or by league . By him thou shalt regain , without him not , That which alone can truly reinftal thee In David's royal Scat , his true Succeffor , Deliv'rance of thy brethren , thofe ten Tribes Whofe off - fpring in his ...
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... wilt fall down , And worship me as thy fuperior Lord , Easily done , and hold them all of me ; For what can lefs fo great a gift deserve ? Whom thus our Saviour answer'd with difdain . I never lik'd thy talk , thy offers lefs , Now both ...
... wilt fall down , And worship me as thy fuperior Lord , Easily done , and hold them all of me ; For what can lefs fo great a gift deserve ? Whom thus our Saviour answer'd with difdain . I never lik'd thy talk , thy offers lefs , Now both ...
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Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 156 - Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.