The Works of the British Poets, Band 5John & Arthur Arch; and for Bell & Bradfute, and J. Mundell & Company Edinburgh., 1795 - 1157 Seiten |
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... Heav'n hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep tract of Hell , fay first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy ftate , Favour'd of Heav'n fo highly , to fall off From their Creator , and tranfgrefs his will , For one ...
... Heav'n hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep tract of Hell , fay first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy ftate , Favour'd of Heav'n fo highly , to fall off From their Creator , and tranfgrefs his will , For one ...
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... heav'n and battle proud , With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from the ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combuftion , down To bottomlefs perdition , there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire ...
... heav'n and battle proud , With vain attempt . Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from the ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combuftion , down To bottomlefs perdition , there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire ...
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Robert Anderson. Back to the gates of heav'n : the fulph'rous hail Shot after us in ftorm , o'erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that from the precipice Of heav'n receiv'd us falling ; and the thunder , Wing'd with red lightning and ...
Robert Anderson. Back to the gates of heav'n : the fulph'rous hail Shot after us in ftorm , o'erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that from the precipice Of heav'n receiv'd us falling ; and the thunder , Wing'd with red lightning and ...
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... heav'n , once yours , now If fuch aftonishment as this can feize Eternal fpirits ; or have you chofen this place , After the toil of battle , to repofe Your wearied virtue , for the eafe you find To flumber here , as in the vales of Heav'n ...
... heav'n , once yours , now If fuch aftonishment as this can feize Eternal fpirits ; or have you chofen this place , After the toil of battle , to repofe Your wearied virtue , for the eafe you find To flumber here , as in the vales of Heav'n ...
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... Heav'n , fhall fail to re - afcend , Self - railed , and repoffeffes their native feat ? For me be witnefs , all the host of heaven , If counfels different , or danger fhunn'd By me , have loft our hopes . But he who reigns Monarch in Heav' ...
... Heav'n , fhall fail to re - afcend , Self - railed , and repoffeffes their native feat ? For me be witnefs , all the host of heaven , If counfels different , or danger fhunn'd By me , have loft our hopes . But he who reigns Monarch in Heav' ...
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againſt angels beafts becauſe befides beft beſt breaſt bright caft call'd caufe death defire doft e'er earth elfe ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe falute fame fate fear feem feen fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhine fhould fide fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fleep flow'rs fome foon foul fpirits ftand ftill fuch fure fweet fword glory gods hafte hand hath heart Heav'n himſelf honour Hudibras itſelf juft juſt King laft laſt lefs light loft mighty moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er night numbers nymph o'er Pindar pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefent Quoth rage reft rife rofe Satan ſhall ſhe ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtood thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand tree uſe vex'd virtue Whilft whofe whoſe wife worfe
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Seite 152 - 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.
Seite 76 - The fig-tree, not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
Seite 11 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n. What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least We shall be free; th...
Seite 151 - 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.
Seite 25 - I visit; nor sometimes forget Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Seite 151 - 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 chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Seite 151 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
Seite 26 - 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.
Seite 224 - This only grant me, that my means may lie Too low for envy, for contempt too high.
Seite 25 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.