Complete Poetical WorksH. Frowde, 1908 - 554 pages |
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... look so neer upon her foul deformities . III But he her fears to cease , Sent down the meek - eyd Peace , She crown'd with Olive green , came softly sliding Down through the turning sphear His ready Harbinger , With Turtle wing the ...
... look so neer upon her foul deformities . III But he her fears to cease , Sent down the meek - eyd Peace , She crown'd with Olive green , came softly sliding Down through the turning sphear His ready Harbinger , With Turtle wing the ...
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... looks commercing with the skies , Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes : There held in holy passion still , Forget thy self to Marble , till With a sad Leaden downward cast , Thou fix them on the earth as fast . And joyn with thee calm ...
... looks commercing with the skies , Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes : There held in holy passion still , Forget thy self to Marble , till With a sad Leaden downward cast , Thou fix them on the earth as fast . And joyn with thee calm ...
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... look , Hide me from Day's garish eie , While the Bee with Honied thie , That at her flowry work doth sing , And the Waters murmuring With such consort as they keep , Entice the dewy - feather'd Sleep ; And let som strange mysterious ...
... look , Hide me from Day's garish eie , While the Bee with Honied thie , That at her flowry work doth sing , And the Waters murmuring With such consort as they keep , Entice the dewy - feather'd Sleep ; And let som strange mysterious ...
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... Look Nymphs , and Shepherds look , What sudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence descry Too divine to be mistook : This this is she To whom our vows and wishes bend , Heer our solemn search hath end . Fame that her high worth ...
... Look Nymphs , and Shepherds look , What sudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence descry Too divine to be mistook : This this is she To whom our vows and wishes bend , Heer our solemn search hath end . Fame that her high worth ...
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... look up , and are not fed , But swoln with wind , and the rank mist they draw , Rot inwardly , and foul contagion ... looks , Throw hither all your quaint enameld eyes , That on the green terf suck the honied showres , And purple all the ...
... look up , and are not fed , But swoln with wind , and the rank mist they draw , Rot inwardly , and foul contagion ... looks , Throw hither all your quaint enameld eyes , That on the green terf suck the honied showres , And purple all the ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels Arms Atque Battel Beast behold bliss brest bright call'd Clouds dark Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father fear fræna Fruit Gates giv'n glory Gods grace H. C. BEECHING Hæc hand happie hast hath heard Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour ipse JOHN MILTON King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Morn night numina o're Olympo Paradise PARADISE LOST Paradise Regain'd peace praise PSAL quæ quid rais'd repli'd round Samson Agonistes Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Song soon Soul spake Spirits Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree Tu quoque ulmo vertue voice wandring Warr winds wings World
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Page 262 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Page 229 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 40 - Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend Sire, went footing slow, His Mantle hairy, and his Bonnet sedge, Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe. "Ah; Who hath reft" (quoth he) "my dearest pledge?
Page 21 - 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 42 - 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 548 - 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 41 - Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffadillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.
Page 276 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 23 - 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 5 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.