Miscellaneous Poems ; Paradise Regain'd ; & Samson AgonistesReprint Services Corporation, 1926 - 283 pages |
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... never was by mortall finger Strook , Divinely - warbled voice Answering the Stringed noise , As all their souls in blisfull rapture took : The Air such pleasure loth to lose , With thousand echo's still prolongs each beav'nly close . X ...
... never was by mortall finger Strook , Divinely - warbled voice Answering the Stringed noise , As all their souls in blisfull rapture took : The Air such pleasure loth to lose , With thousand echo's still prolongs each beav'nly close . X ...
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John Milton. xii Such Musick ( as ' tis said ) Before was never made , But when of old the sons of morning sung , While the Creator Great His constellations set , And the well - ballanc't world on binges bung , And cast the dark ...
John Milton. xii Such Musick ( as ' tis said ) Before was never made , But when of old the sons of morning sung , While the Creator Great His constellations set , And the well - ballanc't world on binges bung , And cast the dark ...
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... never bave prevail'd , Had not bis weekly cours of carriage fail'd ; But lately finding him so long at home , And thinking now bis journeys end was come , And that be bad tane up his latest Inne , In the kind office of a Chamberlin Shew ...
... never bave prevail'd , Had not bis weekly cours of carriage fail'd ; But lately finding him so long at home , And thinking now bis journeys end was come , And that be bad tane up his latest Inne , In the kind office of a Chamberlin Shew ...
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... never die while he could move , So bung bis destiny never to rot While he might still jog on , and keep his trot , Made of spbear - metal , never to decay Untill his revolution was at Stay . Time numbers motion , yet ( without a crime ...
... never die while he could move , So bung bis destiny never to rot While he might still jog on , and keep his trot , Made of spbear - metal , never to decay Untill his revolution was at Stay . Time numbers motion , yet ( without a crime ...
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... never heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their ballow'd baunt . There in close covert by som Brook , Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from Day's garish eie , MILTON LED BY MELANCHOLY MILTON'S DREAM While the Bee ...
... never heard the Nymphs to daunt , Or fright them from their ballow'd baunt . There in close covert by som Brook , Where no profaner eye may look , Hide me from Day's garish eie , MILTON LED BY MELANCHOLY MILTON'S DREAM While the Bee ...
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Angels antient arms aught band bast bath bave bead beap bear beard behold bere bigh Blake Blake's bold boly Book of Job bope brest bright buman bunger call'd canst Chor Clouds COMUS countrey Dagon dark death deeds delight didst divine dost doth e're Earth enemies eyes facing fair fame fantastick Father fear Feast foes giv'n glorious glory gods Hath Heav'n honour Israel Jehovah John Linnell Jove King Lady light Lord Lycidas Milton mortal never night Nymphs o're PARADISE REGAIN'D peace Philistines praise PSALM raign reply'd round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour shades Shepherd shew sight sing Son of God Song soon soul Spirit Strength sweet thee thence thine things thir thou art thou hast thought Throne truth vertue Virgin voice wandring William Blake wilt winds wings Wood
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Page 50 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Page 50 - So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Page 214 - The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 195 - And how the world began, and how man fell Degraded by himself, on grace depending? Much of the soul they talk, but all awry, And in themselves seek virtue, and to themselves All glory arrogate, to God give none; Rather accuse him under usual names, Fortune and Fate, as one regardless quite Of mortal things. Who therefore seeks in these True wisdom, finds her not; or, by delusion, Far worse, her false resemblance only meets, An empty cloud.
Page 39 - 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...
Page 45 - 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 50 - For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurled; Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Page 26 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 50 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves. Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 52 - Amongst the enthroned gods on sainted seats. Yet some there be that, by due steps, aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of eternity. To such my errand is ; and, but for such, I would not soil these pure ambrosial weeds With the rank vapours of this sin-worn mould.