Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions. The Author John Milton, from the Text of Thomas Newton, D.D.
John Baskerville, 1759 - 388 頁
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againſt Amor Angels arms Atque bear beſt bring brought Chor comes dark death deeds deep delight doth earth enemies eyes fair fame Father fear fhall fight firſt flood foes fome foon foul ftill ftrength fuch give glory Gods hand hath head hear heard heart Heav'n himſelf hold holy honor hope ipfe keep king Lady land light live loft look Lord mean mihi mind morn mortal moſt muſt never night o'er once peace pow'r praiſe quæ quid round Samf ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome tell thee thence theſe things thoſe thou art thought throne tibi true truth virtue voice whoſe wife wilt winds wings wood
第 196 頁 - 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 chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
第 241 頁 - In courts, at feasts, and high solemnities, Where most may wonder at the workmanship. It is for homely features to keep home; They had their name thence: coarse complexions And cheeks of sorry grain will serve to ply The sampler, and to tease the huswife's wool.
第 266 頁 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.
第 261 頁 - But we do hope to find out all your tricks, Your plots and packing, worse than those of Trent...
第 255 頁 - 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.
第 275 頁 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
第 197 頁 - 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.
第 255 頁 - Mincius, crowned with vocal reeds, That strain I heard was of a higher mood : But now my oat proceeds. And listens to the herald of the sea That came in Neptune's plea, He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain?
第 200 頁 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest saddest plight, Smoothing the rugged brow of Night, While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke Gently o'er the accustomed oak.
第 67 頁 - Legions and cohorts, turms of horse and wings ; Or embassies from regions far remote, In various habits, on the Appian road, Or on the...