A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Milton. Cowley. Waller. Butler. DenhamJohn & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1792 |
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Strana 10
... round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge affliction and difmay , Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : At once , as far as angels ' ken , he views The difmal fituation wafte and wild ; A dungeon horrible on all ...
... round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge affliction and difmay , Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : At once , as far as angels ' ken , he views The difmal fituation wafte and wild ; A dungeon horrible on all ...
Strana 12
... round the coaft , up call'd a pitchy cloud Of locufts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like night , and darken'd all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad angels feen , Hovering on ...
... round the coaft , up call'd a pitchy cloud Of locufts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like night , and darken'd all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad angels feen , Hovering on ...
Strana 14
... round With all his peers : attention held them mute . ' Thrice he effay'd , and thrice in fpite of fcorn , Tears fuch as angels weep , burst forth : at last Words , interwove with fighs , found out their way . O myriads of immortal Sp ...
... round With all his peers : attention held them mute . ' Thrice he effay'd , and thrice in fpite of fcorn , Tears fuch as angels weep , burst forth : at last Words , interwove with fighs , found out their way . O myriads of immortal Sp ...
Strana 18
... round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar , Muft'ring their rage , and heav'n resembles hell ? As he our darknefs , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This defert foil Wants not her hidden luftre , gems and gold ...
... round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar , Muft'ring their rage , and heav'n resembles hell ? As he our darknefs , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This defert foil Wants not her hidden luftre , gems and gold ...
Strana 19
... round ? Here he had need All circumfpection , and we now no lefs Choice in their fuffrage ; for on whom we fend , The weight of all and our laft hope relies . This faid , he fat ; and expectation held His looks fufpenfe , awaiting who ...
... round ? Here he had need All circumfpection , and we now no lefs Choice in their fuffrage ; for on whom we fend , The weight of all and our laft hope relies . This faid , he fat ; and expectation held His looks fufpenfe , awaiting who ...
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againſt angels beafts becauſe Befides beft beſt breaſt bright caft call'd caufe death defire doft e'er earth elfe ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe falute fame fate fear feem feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhould fide fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fleep flow'rs fome fong foon foul fpirits ftand ftill ftrength fuch fure fweet fword glory gods hafte hand hath heart Heav'n himſelf honour Hudibras itſelf juft King laft laſt lefs light loft mighty moft moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefent Quoth rage reafon reft rife rofe Satan ſhall ſhe ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand tree Twas uſe vex'd virtue Whilft whofe wife worfe
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Strana 17 - At which the univerfal hoft up fent A fhout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were feen Ten thoufand banners rife into the air With orient colours waving : with them rofe A
Strana 158 - with heaved ftroke Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt, There in clofe covert by fome brook, Where no profaner eye may look, Hide me from Day's garilh eye, While the bee with honied
Strana 156 - eating cares, Lap me in foft Lydian airs, Married to immortal Vcrfe, Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes with many a winding bout Of linked fweetnefs long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwifting all the chains, that tie The hidden foul of harmony ; That Orpheus felf may heave his head From golden
Strana 50 - Tliis day I have begot whom I declare My only Son, and on this holy hill Him have anointed, whom ye now behold At my right hand ; your head I him appoint ; And by myfelf have fworn to him (hall bow All knees in Heav'n, and
Strana 158 - And if ought elfe great bards befide In fage and folemn tunes have fung, Of turneys and of trophies hung, Of forefts, and inchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear. Thus Night oft fee me in thy pale career, Till civil-fuited Morn appear,
Strana 98 - from couch to couch ; And over them triumphant Death his dart Shook, but delay'd to ftrike, though oft invok'd With vows, as their chief good, and final hope. Sight fo deform, what heart of rock could long Dry-ey'd behold ? Adam could not, but wept,
Strana 80 - fweet converfe, and love fo dearly join'd, To live again in thefe wild woods forlorn ? Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet lofs of thee Would never from my heart ; no no, I feel The link of nature draw me : flefh
Strana 82 - Both good and evil, good loft, and evil got, Bad fruit of knowledge, if this be to know, Which leaves us naked thus of honour void, Of innocence, of faith, of purity, Our wonted ornaments now foil'd and ftain'd, And in our faces evident the figns Of foul concupifccnce ; whence
Strana 30 - and evcr-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of Knowledge fair Prefented with a univerfal blank Of Nature's works to me expung'd and
Strana 124 - thick laid As varnilh on a harlot's cheek ; the reft, Thin fown with ought of profit or delight, Will far be found unworthy to compare With Sion's fongs, to all true taftes excelling, Where God is prais'd aright, and god-like men, The holieft of holies, and his faints ; Such are from God infpir'd, not