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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Page 362
... . Miltoni Nobile Inglefe . O D E. ERgimi all Etra o Clio akrok Perche di ftelle intrecciero corona Non pieu del Bionda Dio La Fronde eterna in Pindo , e in Elicona , Dienfi Dienfi a merto maggior , maggiori i fregi , And 362.
... . Miltoni Nobile Inglefe . O D E. ERgimi all Etra o Clio akrok Perche di ftelle intrecciero corona Non pieu del Bionda Dio La Fronde eterna in Pindo , e in Elicona , Dienfi Dienfi a merto maggior , maggiori i fregi , And 362.
Page 389
... Convocat & famulos ad fua fefta Deos , Nunc etiam Satyri cum fera crepuscula furgunt , Pervolitant celeri florea rura choro , Cc 3 Syl- Sylvanufque fuâ Cypariffi fronde revinctus , Semicaperque deus , femideufque 3.89.
... Convocat & famulos ad fua fefta Deos , Nunc etiam Satyri cum fera crepuscula furgunt , Pervolitant celeri florea rura choro , Cc 3 Syl- Sylvanufque fuâ Cypariffi fronde revinctus , Semicaperque deus , femideufque 3.89.
Page 390
... fronde revinctus , Semicaperque deus , femideufque caper . Quæque fub arboribus Dryades latuere vetustis Per juga , per folos expatiantur agros . Per fata luxuriat fruticetaque Mænalius Pan , Vix Cybele mater , vix fibi tuta Ceres ...
... fronde revinctus , Semicaperque deus , femideufque caper . Quæque fub arboribus Dryades latuere vetustis Per juga , per folos expatiantur agros . Per fata luxuriat fruticetaque Mænalius Pan , Vix Cybele mater , vix fibi tuta Ceres ...
Page 440
... Fronde comas , at ego fecura pace quiefcam . Tum quoque , fi qua fides , fi præmia certa bonorum , Ipfe ego cælicolûm femotus in æthera divûm , Quò labor Ipfe 440 Atlantifque nepos; neque enim nifi charus ab ortų ...
... Fronde comas , at ego fecura pace quiefcam . Tum quoque , fi qua fides , fi præmia certa bonorum , Ipfe ego cælicolûm femotus in æthera divûm , Quò labor Ipfe 440 Atlantifque nepos; neque enim nifi charus ab ortų ...
Page 453
... Fronde licet geminâ , Munditiéque nitens non operosâ , Quam manus attulit Juvenilis olim , Sedula tamen haud nimii Poetą ; Dum vagus Aufonias nunc per umbras Nunc Britannica per vireta lufit Infons populi , barbitòque devius Indulfit ...
... Fronde licet geminâ , Munditiéque nitens non operosâ , Quam manus attulit Juvenilis olim , Sedula tamen haud nimii Poetą ; Dum vagus Aufonias nunc per umbras Nunc Britannica per vireta lufit Infons populi , barbitòque devius Indulfit ...
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Page 194 - 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 195 - 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 189 - 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 176 - 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 196 - 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 156 - Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed.
Page 259 - 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 105 - 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 48 - 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 269 - 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.