The Works of the English Poets: MiltonH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... occasion to provoke The Philistine , thy country's enemy , Thou never waft remifs , I bear thee witness : Yet Ifraël ftill ferves with all his fons . 240 SAMS . That fault I take not on me , but transfer On Ifrael's governors , and ...
... occasion to provoke The Philistine , thy country's enemy , Thou never waft remifs , I bear thee witness : Yet Ifraël ftill ferves with all his fons . 240 SAMS . That fault I take not on me , but transfer On Ifrael's governors , and ...
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... acquist Of true experience from this great event With peace and consolation hath dismist , And calm of mind , all paffion spent . 1755 END OF SAMSON AGONISTES . POE M S UPON SEVERAL OCCASIONS , COMPOSED AT SEVERAL 66 MILTON'S POEMS .
... acquist Of true experience from this great event With peace and consolation hath dismist , And calm of mind , all paffion spent . 1755 END OF SAMSON AGONISTES . POE M S UPON SEVERAL OCCASIONS , COMPOSED AT SEVERAL 66 MILTON'S POEMS .
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Samuel Johnson. POE M S UPON SEVERAL OCCASIONS , COMPOSED AT SEVERAL TIMES , 46 B Y Mr. JOHN MILTON . Baccare frontem Cingite , ne vati noceat mala lingua futuro . ¡± VIRGIL , Eclog . vii . To the first edition of the author's poems , ...
Samuel Johnson. POE M S UPON SEVERAL OCCASIONS , COMPOSED AT SEVERAL TIMES , 46 B Y Mr. JOHN MILTON . Baccare frontem Cingite , ne vati noceat mala lingua futuro . ¡± VIRGIL , Eclog . vii . To the first edition of the author's poems , ...
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... as fweetly excell'd . Reader , if thou art eagle - ey'd to censure their worth , I am not fearful to expose them to thy exacteft perusal . Thine to command , HUMPH . MOSELEY , POEMS on feveral OCCASIONS . I. ANNO ETATIS 17 .
... as fweetly excell'd . Reader , if thou art eagle - ey'd to censure their worth , I am not fearful to expose them to thy exacteft perusal . Thine to command , HUMPH . MOSELEY , POEMS on feveral OCCASIONS . I. ANNO ETATIS 17 .
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Samuel Johnson. POEMS on feveral OCCASIONS . I. ANNO ETATIS 17 . On the Death of a fair Infant , dying of a cough * . I. Fairest flower no fooner blown but blafted , Soft filken primrose fading timelesly , Summer's chief honor , if thou ...
Samuel Johnson. POEMS on feveral OCCASIONS . I. ANNO ETATIS 17 . On the Death of a fair Infant , dying of a cough * . I. Fairest flower no fooner blown but blafted , Soft filken primrose fading timelesly , Summer's chief honor , if thou ...
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109 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
65 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
10 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let there be lig;ht, and light was over all; 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.
160 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
164 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
162 ÆäÀÌÁö - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
97 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
180 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
165 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
105 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.