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T A BL E of CO N T E N T S.
DARADISE REGAIN'D, BOOK I.
Page 5 I BOOK II.
27 BOOK III. BOOK IV. SAMSON AGONISTES.
99 POEMS on several OCCASIONS.
165 On the death of a fair Infant, dying of a Cough. ibid. At a Vacation Exercise in the College.
168 On the MORNING of CHRIST's NATIVITY. The PASSION. On TIME. Upon the CIRCUMCISION. At a SOLEMN MUSIC.
187 An EPITAPHon the MARCHIONESS of WINCHESTER. .188 Song. On MAY MORNING. On SHAKESPEAR.
192 On the University Carrier. Another on the same.
193 L'ALLEGRO. IL PENSEROSO. ARCADES. A MASK.
256 The Fifth ODE of Horace, Lib. 1. English'd. On the new-forcers of conscience under the Long PARLAMENT.
266 To the NIGHTINGALE.
ibid. On his being arriv'd to the age of 23. When the assault was intended to the City.
ibid. To a virtuous young Lady.
271 To the Lady Margaret Ley. On the detraction which followed upon my writing certain Treatises.
272 On the same.
273 To Mr. H. LAWES on his Airs.
ibid. On the religious memory of Mrs. Catharine Thompson. 274 To the Lord General FAIRFAX.
To the Lord General CROMWELL.
R E G A I N’D.
| Who ere while the happy garden fung, 1 By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recover'd Paradise to all mankind, By one man's firm obedience fully try'd Through all temptation, and the tempter foild 5 In all his wiles, defeated and repuls'd, And Eden rais’d in the waste wilderness.
Thou Spi'rit who ledst this glorious eremite Into the desert, his victorious field, Against the spiritual foe, and brought'sthim thence 10 By proof th’undoubted Son of God, inspire, As thou art wont, my prompted song else mute, And bear through highth ordepth of nature's bounds With prosp'rous wing full summ'd, to tell of deeds Above heroic, though in secret done,
15 And unrecorded left through many an age, Worthy t' have not remain’d so long unsung. Now had the great Proclamer, with a voice
More awful than the sound of trumpet, cry'd
O ancient Pow’rs of air and this wide world, For much more willingly I mention air, 45 This our old conquest, than remember Hell,
Qur hated habitation; well ye know
Broken be not intended all our power
In this fair empire won of earth and air;