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... divine So smoothes her charming tones , that God's own ear Listens delighted . Evening now approach'd , For we have also our evening and our moru ; We ours , for change delectable , not need ; Forthwith , from dance to sweet repast they ...
... divine So smoothes her charming tones , that God's own ear Listens delighted . Evening now approach'd , For we have also our evening and our moru ; We ours , for change delectable , not need ; Forthwith , from dance to sweet repast they ...
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... divine , ineffable , serene , Made answer . ' Mighty Father , thou thy foes Justly hast in derision , and , secure , Laugh'st at their vain designs , and tumults vain Matter to me of glory , whom their hate Illustrates ; when they see ...
... divine , ineffable , serene , Made answer . ' Mighty Father , thou thy foes Justly hast in derision , and , secure , Laugh'st at their vain designs , and tumults vain Matter to me of glory , whom their hate Illustrates ; when they see ...
Side 41
... divine commands obey'd , Stood up ; and , in a flame of zeal severe , The current of his fury thus oppos'd . " O argument blasphemous , false , and proud ! Words , which no ear ever to hear in Heaven Expected ; least of all from thee ...
... divine commands obey'd , Stood up ; and , in a flame of zeal severe , The current of his fury thus oppos'd . " O argument blasphemous , false , and proud ! Words , which no ear ever to hear in Heaven Expected ; least of all from thee ...
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... divine , enclos'd With flaming cherubim , and golden shields ; Then lighted from his gorgeous throne , for now , " Twixt host and host but narrow space was left , A dreadful interval , and front to front Presented stood , in terrible ...
... divine , enclos'd With flaming cherubim , and golden shields ; Then lighted from his gorgeous throne , for now , " Twixt host and host but narrow space was left , A dreadful interval , and front to front Presented stood , in terrible ...
Side 47
... divine within them , can allow Omnipotence to none . But well thou com'st Before thy fellows , ambitious to win From me some plume , that thy success may show Destruction to the rest : this pause between Unanswer'd lest thou boast , to ...
... divine within them , can allow Omnipotence to none . But well thou com'st Before thy fellows , ambitious to win From me some plume , that thy success may show Destruction to the rest : this pause between Unanswer'd lest thou boast , to ...
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ANTISTROPHE arms art thou bear-baiting beauty behold beneath breast breath bright charms circling sky clouds courser dark death deep delight divine doth dread e'en earth Ev'n fair faire lady fame fate fear fire flame flower foes glory glow grace Greece green grief grove hand hast hath head hear heart Heaven hills hope Hudibras Idumea King King Arthur labour land light Lord lyre maid mighty mind mountains mourn Muse Muse's Naiad night nymph o'er pain passions peace plain pleasure pow'r praise pride proud rage rapture reign rise round Satan Saturn scene seem'd seraph shade shine shore sighs sight silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spread stept stood stream sweet tears thee thine thou thought throne toil train trembling truth turn'd Twas virtue voice wave weep wild wind wing youth
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Side 364 - Oh, may Heaven their simple lives prevent From luxury's contagion, weak and vile ! Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, A virtuous populace may rise the while, And stand a wall of fire around their much-lov'd Isle. O Thou ! who pour'd the patriotic tide, That stream'd thro...
Side 215 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 114 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Side 229 - And even the bare-worn common is denied. If to the city sped — what waits him there? To see profusion that he must not share; To see ten thousand baneful arts combined To pamper luxury and thin mankind...
Side 361 - But hark! a rap comes gently to the door; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neibor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek; Wi...
Side 214 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Side 223 - How often have I bless'd the coming day When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Side 120 - Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs...
Side 363 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs exulting on triumphant wing,' That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling Time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Side 206 - WHEN Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Throng'd around her magic cell...