Paradise Lost and Regained: With the Latin and Other Poems of John Milton, Volume 4H. Washbourne, 1810 |
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... Thou Spirit , who ledst this glorious eremite Into the desart , his victorious field , Against the spiritual foe , and brought'st him thence By proof the undoubted Son of God , inspire , As thou art wont , my prompted song , else mute ...
... Thou Spirit , who ledst this glorious eremite Into the desart , his victorious field , Against the spiritual foe , and brought'st him thence By proof the undoubted Son of God , inspire , As thou art wont , my prompted song , else mute ...
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... thy thoughts , O Son , but nourish them , and let them soar To what highth sacred virtue and true worth Can raise them , though above example high ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal ...
... thy thoughts , O Son , but nourish them , and let them soar To what highth sacred virtue and true worth Can raise them , though above example high ; By matchless deeds express thy matchless sire , For know , thou art no son of mortal ...
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... thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? Whom thus answer'd the Arch - Fiend , now un- disguis❜d . " Tis true I am that Spirit unfortunate , Who , leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt , Kept ...
... thou then suggest to me distrust , Knowing who I am , as I know who thou art ? Whom thus answer'd the Arch - Fiend , now un- disguis❜d . " Tis true I am that Spirit unfortunate , Who , leagu'd with millions more in rash revolt , Kept ...
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... thy torment ; representing Lost bliss , to thee no more communicable , So never more in Hell than when in Heaven . But thou art serviceable to Heaven's King . Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts , or pleasure to do ill ...
... thy torment ; representing Lost bliss , to thee no more communicable , So never more in Hell than when in Heaven . But thou art serviceable to Heaven's King . Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts , or pleasure to do ill ...
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... thou hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not will But misery hath wrested from me . Where Easily canst thou find one miserable , And not enforc'd oft - times to part from truth , If it may stand him more in ...
... thou hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not will But misery hath wrested from me . Where Easily canst thou find one miserable , And not enforc'd oft - times to part from truth , If it may stand him more in ...
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Angels Arethuse arms aught behold bright Brother call'd canst captive Chorus Comus Cowper Dagon Dalila dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread dwell earth enemies eyes fair fame fantastick father fear feast foes Gath glorious glory Gods grace hand Harapha hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Israel Jehovah Jesus king kingdom Lady light Locrine Lord loud Lycidas Manoah Milton mind mortal musick Nazarite never night numbers Nymphs o'er once Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace Philistines poem praise PSALM publick reign river Jordan round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour shades shalt shame Shepherd sight sing Son of God song soon soul spake Spirit strength sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne thyself translated truth vex'd virgin virtue voice WILLIAM HAYLEY wilt winds wings
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Page 175 - 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, Or Taint-worm to the weanling Herds that graze, Or Frost to Flowers, that their gay wardrobe wear, When first the White-thorn blows; Such, Lycidas, thy loss to Shepherd's ear.
Page 369 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Page 177 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe : Ah ! who hath reft...
Page 263 - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
Page 101 - A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps, a little further on; For yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade, There I am wont to sit, when any chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil, Daily...
Page 183 - Hence loathed Melancholy Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, In Stygian Cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy, Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding darkness spreads his jealous wings...
Page 253 - O NIGHTINGALE that on yon bloomy spray 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.
Page 267 - LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son, Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire, Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire Help waste a sullen day, what may be won From the hard season gaining? Time will run On smoother, till Favonius reinspire The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
Page 173 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.
Page 277 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.