Paradise regain'd, a poem. To which is added Samson agonistes; and Poems upon several occasions, with a Tractate of education |
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... thy coffers round , Before thou clothe my fancy in fit found : Such where the
deep transported mind may soar Above the wheeling poles , and at Heav'n's door
Look Look in , and see each blissful Deity , How 222 POEMs on several
Occasions .
... thy coffers round , Before thou clothe my fancy in fit found : Such where the
deep transported mind may soar Above the wheeling poles , and at Heav'n's door
Look Look in , and see each blissful Deity , How 222 POEMs on several
Occasions .
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See , see the Chariot , and those rushing wheels , That whirl'd the Prophet up at
Chebar flood ; My spirit some transporting Cherub feels , To bear me where the
Tow'rs of Salem stood Once glorious Towers , now sunk in guiltless blood ; There
...
See , see the Chariot , and those rushing wheels , That whirl'd the Prophet up at
Chebar flood ; My spirit some transporting Cherub feels , To bear me where the
Tow'rs of Salem stood Once glorious Towers , now sunk in guiltless blood ; There
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Though later born , than to have known the days Wherein your Father fourisht ,
yet by you , Madam , methinks I see him living yet : So well your words his noble
virtues praise , That all both judge you to relate them true , And to possess them ...
Though later born , than to have known the days Wherein your Father fourisht ,
yet by you , Madam , methinks I see him living yet : So well your words his noble
virtues praise , That all both judge you to relate them true , And to possess them ...
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37 Some sign of good to me afford , r And let my foes then see , And be asham'd ,
because thou , Lord , Dost help and comfort me . > PSAL . LXXXVII . ' AM Mong
the holy Mountains bigle Is his foundation fast ; Tbere feated in bis San & tuary ...
37 Some sign of good to me afford , r And let my foes then see , And be asham'd ,
because thou , Lord , Dost help and comfort me . > PSAL . LXXXVII . ' AM Mong
the holy Mountains bigle Is his foundation fast ; Tbere feated in bis San & tuary ...
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Nor shall ' we then need the Monsieurs of Paris ta take our hopeful Youth into
their Night and prodigal Custodies , and send them over back again transform'd
into Mimicks , Apes , and Kickshaws . But if they desire to see other Countries at ...
Nor shall ' we then need the Monsieurs of Paris ta take our hopeful Youth into
their Night and prodigal Custodies , and send them over back again transform'd
into Mimicks , Apes , and Kickshaws . But if they desire to see other Countries at ...
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againſt agni Amor atque beſt bright bring cùm dear death deep Deos divine domino jam domum impaſti doth Earth eſt etiam fair fear firſt give Gods grace ground Hæc hand haſt hath head hear heart Heav'n hope Houſe illa inter ipfe ipſe Italy jam non vacat juſt keep King Lady Land laſt Learning light live Lord mean mihi moſt muſt Nature never night Nunc once Peace praiſe PSAL quæ quid quis quoque ſee ſet ſhall Shepherd ſhould ſome Song Soul ſub ſuch tamen tell thee theſe things thoſe thou thought tibi true truth turn urbe Virgin Virtue voice whoſe wiſe Wood Youth
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