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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Paradise Regain'd: A Poem in Four Books to Which Is Added Samson Agonistes ... John Milton No preview available - 2015 |
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againſt agni alſo Amor anſwer Atque beſides beſt call'd caſt cauſe Chor Dagon didſt domino jam domum impaſti doſt doth e'er Earth Elegia elſe eſt eyes fair falſe fame fear firſt foes folemn fome foon fræna fuch glory Hæc haſte hath Heav'n honour houſe Ifrael ille ipſe jam non vacat juſt King laſt leaſt leſs Lord loſs Lycidas malè mihi moſt Muſe muſt night numina Nunc o'er Olympo pleaſe pow'r praiſe preſent PSAL quæ quid quoque reaſon reply'd reſt riſe Samf Samfon Sams ſay ſee ſeek ſeem ſeen ſelf ſenſe ſerve ſet ſhades ſhall ſhalt ſhame ſhe ſhew ſhould ſide ſnares ſome Son of God Song ſpake ſpeed ſpirit ſpread ſtand ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſtrong ſuch ſweet thee theſe thoſe thou art Throne thy felf tibi ulmo uſe virtue waſt whoſe wilt worſe
Popular passages
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.