Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions, with a Tractate of Education. The Author John MiltonJ. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for T. and T. Longman, S. Birt, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, R. Ware [and 4 others in London], 1753 - 350 страница |
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... pleasures else despise , All treasures and all gain esteem as drofs , And dignities and pow'rs all but the highest ? 30 Thy years are ripe , and over - ripe ; the fon Of Macedonian Philip had ere thefe Won Afia , and the throne of Cyrus ...
... pleasures else despise , All treasures and all gain esteem as drofs , And dignities and pow'rs all but the highest ? 30 Thy years are ripe , and over - ripe ; the fon Of Macedonian Philip had ere thefe Won Afia , and the throne of Cyrus ...
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... pleasure he , and careless eafe i The Stoic laft in philofophic pride , 300 By him call'd virtue ; and his virtuous man , Wife , perfect in himself , and all poffeffing , Equals to God , oft fhames not to prefer , As fearing God nor man ...
... pleasure he , and careless eafe i The Stoic laft in philofophic pride , 300 By him call'd virtue ; and his virtuous man , Wife , perfect in himself , and all poffeffing , Equals to God , oft fhames not to prefer , As fearing God nor man ...
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... : But hafte thee ftrait to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure , Not 20 25 Not those new fangled toys , and trimming 138 POEMS on Several OCCASIONS . At a Vacation Exercife in the College.
... : But hafte thee ftrait to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure , Not 20 25 Not those new fangled toys , and trimming 138 POEMS on Several OCCASIONS . At a Vacation Exercife in the College.
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... pleasure loath to lose , 95 99 With thousandecho's ftill prolongs each heav'nly clofe . X. Nature that heard fuch found , Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat , the aery region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was ...
... pleasure loath to lose , 95 99 With thousandecho's ftill prolongs each heav'nly clofe . X. Nature that heard fuch found , Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat , the aery region thrilling , Now was almost won To think her part was ...
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... pleasures free ; To hear the lark begin his flight , And finging startle the dull night , From his watch - tow'r in the fkies , Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come in fpite of forrow , And at my window bid good morrow , the ...
... pleasures free ; To hear the lark begin his flight , And finging startle the dull night , From his watch - tow'r in the fkies , Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come in fpite of forrow , And at my window bid good morrow , the ...
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Страница 214 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Страница 83 - Let there be lig;ht, and light was over all; 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.
Страница 216 - 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.
Страница 162 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks...
Страница 213 - And all their echoes, mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the Canker to the Rose...
Страница 327 - ... the knowledge and the use of which cannot but be a great furtherance both to the enlargement of truth, and honest living with much more peace.
Страница 143 - 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.
Страница 329 - 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.
Страница 213 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Страница 152 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.