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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... these sad tidings ; but no time was then For long indulgence to their fears or grief : Unanimous they all commit the care And management of this main enterprize To him their great dictator , whose attempt At first against mankind so ...
... these sad tidings ; but no time was then For long indulgence to their fears or grief : Unanimous they all commit the care And management of this main enterprize To him their great dictator , whose attempt At first against mankind so ...
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... these things could be 135 To her a virgin , that on her should come The Holy Ghost , and the pow'r of the Highest O'er - shadow her : this man born and now up - grown , To show him worthy of his birth divine And high prediction ...
... these things could be 135 To her a virgin , that on her should come The Holy Ghost , and the pow'r of the Highest O'er - shadow her : this man born and now up - grown , To show him worthy of his birth divine And high prediction ...
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... These growing thoughts my mother soon perceiving By words at times cast forth inly rejoic'd , And faid to me apart , High are thy thoughts O Son , but nourish them and let them foar To what highth facred virtue and true worth Can raise ...
... These growing thoughts my mother soon perceiving By words at times cast forth inly rejoic'd , And faid to me apart , High are thy thoughts O Son , but nourish them and let them foar To what highth facred virtue and true worth Can raise ...
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... these hard ftones be made thee bread , So shalt thou fave thyself and us relieve With food , whereof we wretched seldom taste . 345 He ended , and the Son of God reply'd . Think'st thou fuch force in bread ? is it not written ( For I ...
... these hard ftones be made thee bread , So shalt thou fave thyself and us relieve With food , whereof we wretched seldom taste . 345 He ended , and the Son of God reply'd . Think'st thou fuch force in bread ? is it not written ( For I ...
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... these regions of the world , If not difpofer ; lend them oft my aid , Oft my advice by presages and figns , 385 390 And answers , oracles , portents and dreams , 395 Whereby they may direct their future life . Envy they fay excites me ...
... these regions of the world , If not difpofer ; lend them oft my aid , Oft my advice by presages and figns , 385 390 And answers , oracles , portents and dreams , 395 Whereby they may direct their future life . Envy they fay excites me ...
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agni alſo Amor Atque beſt cauſe CHOR cloſe courſe Dagon defert didſt domino jam domum impaſti doſt doth earth elſe eſt eyes fair falſe fame fide fing firſt foes folemn fome fong foon foul fræna fuch glory Hæc haſte hath Heav'n honor houſe Ifrael ipſe itſelf jam non vacat juſt king Lady laſt leſs Lord Ludlow town Lycidas malè mihi moſt Muſe muſt night numina nunc o'er Olympo PARADISE REGAIN'D paſs pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent PSAL quæ quid quoque reply'd reſt roſe SAMS Samſon ſay ſea ſeaſon ſee ſeek ſeen ſenſe ſent ſerve ſet ſhades ſhall ſhalt ſhame ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeed ſpirits ſpread ſtand ſtar ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſtrong ſtudies ſuch ſweet thee themſelves theſe thoſe thou art throne tibi Tu quoque uſe verſe virtue waſte whoſe
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