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A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps , a little further on ; For
yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade : There I am wont to sit , when any
chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else
...
A little onward lend thy guiding hand To these dark steps , a little further on ; For
yonder bank hath choice of sun or shade : There I am wont to sit , when any
chance Relieves me from my task of servile toil , Daily in the common prison else
...
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Come nearer . Part not hence so slight inform ' d ; But take good heed my hand
survey not thee . 1230 HAR . O Baal - zebub ! can my ears unus ' d Hear these
dishonours , and not render death ? SAM . No man withholds thee , nothing from
thy ...
Come nearer . Part not hence so slight inform ' d ; But take good heed my hand
survey not thee . 1230 HAR . O Baal - zebub ! can my ears unus ' d Hear these
dishonours , and not render death ? SAM . No man withholds thee , nothing from
thy ...
Page 125
This idol ' s day hath been to thee no day of rest , Labouring thy mind More than
the working day thy hands . . And yet perhaps more trouble is behind , 1300 For I
descry this way Some other tending , in his hand A scepter or quaint staff he ...
This idol ' s day hath been to thee no day of rest , Labouring thy mind More than
the working day thy hands . . And yet perhaps more trouble is behind , 1300 For I
descry this way Some other tending , in his hand A scepter or quaint staff he ...
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Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden
key That opes the palace of Eternity : To such my errand is ; and but for such , I
would not soil these pure ambrosial weeds With the rank vapours of this sin -
worn ...
Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden
key That opes the palace of Eternity : To such my errand is ; and but for such , I
would not soil these pure ambrosial weeds With the rank vapours of this sin -
worn ...
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15 Visit this vie , which thy right hand Hath set , and planted long , And the young
branch , that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong . 16 But now it is consum '
d with fire , And cut with axes down , They perish at thy dreadful ire , At thy ...
15 Visit this vie , which thy right hand Hath set , and planted long , And the young
branch , that for thyself Thou hast made firm and strong . 16 But now it is consum '
d with fire , And cut with axes down , They perish at thy dreadful ire , At thy ...
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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.
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| Title | The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, Volumes 3-4 Volumes 14-15 of Poets of Gt. Brit The poetical works of John Milton, with the life of the author by S. Johnson, John Milton |
| Author | John Milton |
| Published | 1807 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 26 Sep 2006 |
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