Cowper's Milton [the poetical works, with life, notes and tr. by W. Cowper. Ed. by W. Hayley].W. Mason, 1810 |
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... till , far from track of men , Thought following thought , and step by step led on , He enter'd now the bordering desart wild , And , with dark shades and rocks environ'd round , His holy meditations thus pursued . O , what a multitude ...
... till , far from track of men , Thought following thought , and step by step led on , He enter'd now the bordering desart wild , And , with dark shades and rocks environ'd round , His holy meditations thus pursued . O , what a multitude ...
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... Till truth were freed , and equity restor❜d : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first By winning words to conquer willing hearts , And make persuasion do the work of fear ; At least to try , and teach the erring soul , Not ...
... Till truth were freed , and equity restor❜d : Yet held it more humane , more heavenly , first By winning words to conquer willing hearts , And make persuasion do the work of fear ; At least to try , and teach the erring soul , Not ...
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... Till those days ended ; hunger'd then at last Among wild beasts : they at his sight grew mild , Nor sleeping him nor waking harm'd ; his walk The fiery serpent fled and noxious worm , The lion and fierce tiger glar'd aloof . But now an ...
... Till those days ended ; hunger'd then at last Among wild beasts : they at his sight grew mild , Nor sleeping him nor waking harm'd ; his walk The fiery serpent fled and noxious worm , The lion and fierce tiger glar'd aloof . But now an ...
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... till the murderous king Were dead , who sought his life , and missing fill'd With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem ; From Egypt home return'd , in Nazareth Hath been our dwelling many years ; his life Private , unactive , calm ...
... till the murderous king Were dead , who sought his life , and missing fill'd With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem ; From Egypt home return'd , in Nazareth Hath been our dwelling many years ; his life Private , unactive , calm ...
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... till bid , But tender all their power ? Nor mention I Meats by the law unclean , or offer'd first To idols , those young Daniel could refuse ; Nor proffer'd by an enemy , though who Would scruple that , with want oppress'd ? Behold ...
... till bid , But tender all their power ? Nor mention I Meats by the law unclean , or offer'd first To idols , those young Daniel could refuse ; Nor proffer'd by an enemy , though who Would scruple that , with want oppress'd ? Behold ...
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Angels Arethuse arms Astaroth aught behold Brother canst Chorus Comus Cowper Dagon dark death deeds delight desart divine dost doth dread earth enemies eyes fair fame fantastick Father fear feast foes foul glorious glory Gods grace hand Harapha hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy honour hope Israel Jesus king kingdom Lady Lord Lord Brackley loud Lycidas Manoah Meriba Milton mind mortal musick night Nymphs o'er offer'd once Paradise PARADISE REGAINED Parthian peace pearls of dew Philistines praise PSALM publick reign river Jordan round Samson SAMSON AGONISTES Satan Saviour seek shades shalt shame Shepherd sing snares solemn Son of God song soon soul Spirit strength sung sweet Tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou didst thou hast thought throne thyself truth vex'd virgin virtue voice wilt wings wise wood
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Page 170 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Page 134 - The hungry Sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 135 - Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old. 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 140 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Page 144 - Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.
Page 136 - 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 209 - 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 ; For so the holy sages once did sing, That He our deadly forfeit should release, And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.
Page 140 - 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 130 - And as he passes turn, And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud. 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 a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Page 150 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear, With thrice-great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...