Paradise Regain'd: A Poem. In Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes. And Poems Upon Several Occasions. Compos'd at Several TimesJacob Tonson, 1707 - 457 pages |
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... Heav'n open'd , and in likeness of a Dove The Spirit defcended , while the Father's voice From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son . That heard the Adversary , who roving still About the World , at that Affembly fam'd Would not be ...
... Heav'n open'd , and in likeness of a Dove The Spirit defcended , while the Father's voice From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son . That heard the Adversary , who roving still About the World , at that Affembly fam'd Would not be ...
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... Heav'n open'd , and in likeness of a Dove The Spirit defcended , while the Father's voice From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son . That heard the Adversary , who roving still About the World , at that Afssembly fam'd Would not be ...
... Heav'n open'd , and in likeness of a Dove The Spirit defcended , while the Father's voice From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son . That heard the Adversary , who roving still About the World , at that Afssembly fam'd Would not be ...
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... Heav'n Delay , for longest time to him is short ; And now too foon for us the circling hours This dreaded time have compast , wherein we Ba A Muft 1 : Must bide the stroak of that long threaten'd wound , Book I. PARADISE Regain'd . 3.
... Heav'n Delay , for longest time to him is short ; And now too foon for us the circling hours This dreaded time have compast , wherein we Ba A Muft 1 : Must bide the stroak of that long threaten'd wound , Book I. PARADISE Regain'd . 3.
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... Heav'n , that who he is Thenceforth the Nations may not doubt ; I faw The Prophet do him reverence , on him rifing Out of the Water , Heav'n above the Clouds Unfold Unfold her Chrystal Doors , thence on his head A 4 PARADISE Regain'd ...
... Heav'n , that who he is Thenceforth the Nations may not doubt ; I faw The Prophet do him reverence , on him rifing Out of the Water , Heav'n above the Clouds Unfold Unfold her Chrystal Doors , thence on his head A 4 PARADISE Regain'd ...
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... Heav'n the Soveraign voice I hear This is my Son belov'd , in him am pleas'd . His Mother then is mortal , but his Sire , He who obtains the Monarchy of Heav'n , And what will he not do to advance his Son ? His firft - begot we know ...
... Heav'n the Soveraign voice I hear This is my Son belov'd , in him am pleas'd . His Mother then is mortal , but his Sire , He who obtains the Monarchy of Heav'n , And what will he not do to advance his Son ? His firft - begot we know ...
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Page 192 - 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 chequer'd shade...
Page 193 - 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 187 - 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. Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more; Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore In thy large recompense, and shalt be good To all that wander in that perilous flood.
Page 174 - 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 194 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Page 154 - Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed.
Page 257 - 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...
Page 103 - Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree ? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 46 - Things vulgar, and, well weigh'd, scarce worth the praise ? They praise, and they admire, they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other...
Page 267 - The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint ; In urns and altars round A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint ; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power foregoes his wonted seat.