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Thy pompous delicacies I contemn , 390 And count thy specious gifts no gifts but
guiles . To whom thus answer ' d Satan malecontent : That I have also power to
give thou seest ; If of that pow ' r I bring thee voluntary What I might have bestow ...
Thy pompous delicacies I contemn , 390 And count thy specious gifts no gifts but
guiles . To whom thus answer ' d Satan malecontent : That I have also power to
give thou seest ; If of that pow ' r I bring thee voluntary What I might have bestow ...
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No man withholds thee , nothing from thy Fear I incurable ; bring up thy van , [
hand My heels are fetter ' d , but my fist is free . HAR . This insolence other kind of
answer fits . SAM . Go , baffled coward , lest I run upon thee , Though in these ...
No man withholds thee , nothing from thy Fear I incurable ; bring up thy van , [
hand My heels are fetter ' d , but my fist is free . HAR . This insolence other kind of
answer fits . SAM . Go , baffled coward , lest I run upon thee , Though in these ...
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But haste thee strait to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy
chiefest treasure , Not those new - fangled toys , and trimmings light Which takes
our late fantastics with delight , But cull those richest robes , and gay ' st attire ...
But haste thee strait to do me once a pleasure , And from thy wardrobe bring thy
chiefest treasure , Not those new - fangled toys , and trimmings light Which takes
our late fantastics with delight , But cull those richest robes , and gay ' st attire ...
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Prepare a hymn , prepare a song , The timbrel hither bring , The cheerful psaltry
bring along , And harp with pleasant string . 3 Blow , as is wont , in the new moon
With trumpets ' lofty sound , Th ' appointed time , the day whereon Our solemn ...
Prepare a hymn , prepare a song , The timbrel hither bring , The cheerful psaltry
bring along , And harp with pleasant string . 3 Blow , as is wont , in the new moon
With trumpets ' lofty sound , Th ' appointed time , the day whereon Our solemn ...
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463 . to bring forth , from the Belgic word calven , to bring forth Caparison , P . L .
ix . 35 . a horse - cloth , or sort of cover for a horse , a which is spread over his
furniture Caravan , P . L . vii . 428 . P . R . i . 323 . a great convoy of merchants ...
463 . to bring forth , from the Belgic word calven , to bring forth Caparison , P . L .
ix . 35 . a horse - cloth , or sort of cover for a horse , a which is spread over his
furniture Caravan , P . L . vii . 428 . P . R . i . 323 . a great convoy of merchants ...
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Page 192 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 186 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Page 190 - 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 146 - 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 197 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 188 - Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 37 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
Page 32 - FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race ; Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace ; And glut thyself with what thy womb devours, Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross ; So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.