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... birth Or the sphere of fortune raises ; But But thee whose strength , while virtue
was her mate 12 MILTON'S POEMS .
... birth Or the sphere of fortune raises ; But But thee whose strength , while virtue
was her mate 12 MILTON'S POEMS .
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... not unplausible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into
fnares . When once her eye Hath 155 165 Hath met the virtue of this magic dust ,
126 MILTON'S POEMS .
... not unplausible , Wind me into the easy - hearted man , And hug him into
fnares . When once her eye Hath 155 165 Hath met the virtue of this magic dust ,
126 MILTON'S POEMS .
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365 I do not think my sister so to feek , Or so unprincipled in virtue's book , And
the sweet peace that goodness bosoms ever , As that the single want of light and
noise ( Not being in danger , as I trust she is not ) 370 Could stir the constant ...
365 I do not think my sister so to feek , Or so unprincipled in virtue's book , And
the sweet peace that goodness bosoms ever , As that the single want of light and
noise ( Not being in danger , as I trust she is not ) 370 Could stir the constant ...
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Yes , and keep it still , Lean on it safely ; not a period 585 Shall be unfaid for me :
against the threats Of malice or of forcery , or that power Which erring men call
Chance , this I hold firm , - Virtue may be assail'd , but never hurt , Surpris'd Virtue
...
Yes , and keep it still , Lean on it safely ; not a period 585 Shall be unfaid for me :
against the threats Of malice or of forcery , or that power Which erring men call
Chance , this I hold firm , - Virtue may be assail'd , but never hurt , Surpris'd Virtue
...
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Mortals that would follow me , Love Virtue , he alone is free , She can teach you
how to climb Higher than the sphery chime ; Or if Virtue feeble were , Heav'n itself
would stoop to her . 1020 XVII . LYCI . 138 MILTON'S POEMS .
Mortals that would follow me , Love Virtue , he alone is free , She can teach you
how to climb Higher than the sphery chime ; Or if Virtue feeble were , Heav'n itself
would stoop to her . 1020 XVII . LYCI . 138 MILTON'S POEMS .
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Page 80 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars, with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence : And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.
Page 63 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 181 - 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.
Page 178 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Page 107 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age, Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But O, sad Virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower, Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Page 158 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Page 103 - 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.
Page 106 - 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...
Page 9 - Let us not break in upon him. O change beyond report, thought, or belief!
Page 102 - 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...