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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... against the dusky Pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his Chamber in the Eaft . Mean while welcome Joy , and Feaft , Midnight shout , and revelry , Tipfie dance , and Jollity : Braid your Locks with rofie Twine , Dropping Odours ...
... against the dusky Pole , Pacing toward the other goal Of his Chamber in the Eaft . Mean while welcome Joy , and Feaft , Midnight shout , and revelry , Tipfie dance , and Jollity : Braid your Locks with rofie Twine , Dropping Odours ...
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... against my course , I under fair pretence of friendly ends , And well - plac'd words of glozing courtesie , Baited with reasons not unplaufible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into fnares . When once her eye Hath met ...
... against my course , I under fair pretence of friendly ends , And well - plac'd words of glozing courtesie , Baited with reasons not unplaufible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into fnares . When once her eye Hath met ...
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... Against th ' unarmed weakness of one Virgin Alone , and helpless ! Is this the confidence [ ftill , You gave me , Brother ? Eld . Bro . Yes , and keep it Lean on it fafely ; not a period Shall be unfaid for me : against the threats Of ...
... Against th ' unarmed weakness of one Virgin Alone , and helpless ! Is this the confidence [ ftill , You gave me , Brother ? Eld . Bro . Yes , and keep it Lean on it fafely ; not a period Shall be unfaid for me : against the threats Of ...
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... Against the Sun - clad power of Chastity ? Fain would I fomething fay , yet to what end ? Thou haft nor Ear , nor Soul to apprehend The fublime notion , and high mystery That must be utter'd to unfold the fage And ferious doctrine of ...
... Against the Sun - clad power of Chastity ? Fain would I fomething fay , yet to what end ? Thou haft nor Ear , nor Soul to apprehend The fublime notion , and high mystery That must be utter'd to unfold the fage And ferious doctrine of ...
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... Against the Canon Laws of our Foundation ; I must not suffer this , ' tis but the lees And fettlings of a melancholy blood : But this will cure all ftreight , one fip of this Will bathe the drooping spirits in delight , Beyond the blifs ...
... Against the Canon Laws of our Foundation ; I must not suffer this , ' tis but the lees And fettlings of a melancholy blood : But this will cure all ftreight , one fip of this Will bathe the drooping spirits in delight , Beyond the blifs ...
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367 ページ - 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.
212 ページ - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame...
234 ページ - 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.
209 ページ - 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...
210 ページ - 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...
211 ページ - 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.
189 ページ - 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.
235 ページ - 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.
211 ページ - 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.
240 ページ - 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...