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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... Songs and Odes , whereunto I must plainly confefs . to have feen yet nothing parallel in our Language : Ipfa mollities . But I must not omit to tell you , that I now only owe you thanks for intimating unto me ( bow modeftly foever ) the ...
... Songs and Odes , whereunto I must plainly confefs . to have feen yet nothing parallel in our Language : Ipfa mollities . But I must not omit to tell you , that I now only owe you thanks for intimating unto me ( bow modeftly foever ) the ...
第 175 頁
... Song , From old or modern Bard , in Hall or Bow'r . Bacchus , that first from out the purple Grape Crusht the sweet poison of mis - ufed Wine , After the Tufcan Mariners transform'd , Coafting the Tyrrbene fhore , as the winds lifted ...
... Song , From old or modern Bard , in Hall or Bow'r . Bacchus , that first from out the purple Grape Crusht the sweet poison of mis - ufed Wine , After the Tufcan Mariners transform'd , Coafting the Tyrrbene fhore , as the winds lifted ...
第 176 頁
... Song , Well knows to ftill the wild winds when they roar , And hush the waving Woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his Mountain watch Likeliest , and nearest to the present aid Of this occafion . But I hear the tread Of ...
... Song , Well knows to ftill the wild winds when they roar , And hush the waving Woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his Mountain watch Likeliest , and nearest to the present aid Of this occafion . But I hear the tread Of ...
第 181 頁
... SONG . SWEET Echo , Sweetest Nymph , that liv'ft unseen Within thy airy shell , By flow Meander's margent green , And in the violet - embroider'd vale , Where the love - lorn Nightingale Nightly to thee her fad Song mourneth well ...
... SONG . SWEET Echo , Sweetest Nymph , that liv'ft unseen Within thy airy shell , By flow Meander's margent green , And in the violet - embroider'd vale , Where the love - lorn Nightingale Nightly to thee her fad Song mourneth well ...
第 182 頁
... Song Forbidding every bleak unkindly Fog To touch the profperous growth of this tall Wood . La . Nay , gentle Shepherd , ill is loft that praife , That is addreft to unattending Ears : Not any boaft of skill , but extreme shift How to ...
... Song Forbidding every bleak unkindly Fog To touch the profperous growth of this tall Wood . La . Nay , gentle Shepherd , ill is loft that praife , That is addreft to unattending Ears : Not any boaft of skill , but extreme shift How to ...
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第 367 頁 - 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.
第 212 頁 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame...
第 234 頁 - 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.
第 209 頁 - 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...
第 210 頁 - 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...
第 211 頁 - 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.
第 189 頁 - 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.
第 235 頁 - 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.
第 211 頁 - 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.
第 240 頁 - 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...