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... heart or head , possessing , soon inspir'd With act intelligential ; but his sleep Disturb'd not , waiting close the approach of morn . Now , when as sacred light began to dawn In Eden on the humid flowers , that breath'd Their morning ...
... heart or head , possessing , soon inspir'd With act intelligential ; but his sleep Disturb'd not , waiting close the approach of morn . Now , when as sacred light began to dawn In Eden on the humid flowers , that breath'd Their morning ...
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... heart of Eve his words made way , Though at the voice much marvelling ; at length , Not unamaz'd , she thus in answer spake . [ nounc'd " What may this mean ? language of man pro- By tongue of brute , and human sense express'd ? The ...
... heart of Eve his words made way , Though at the voice much marvelling ; at length , Not unamaz'd , she thus in answer spake . [ nounc'd " What may this mean ? language of man pro- By tongue of brute , and human sense express'd ? The ...
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... heart too easy entrance won : Fix'd on the fruit she gaz'd , which to behold Might tempt alone ; and in her ears the sound Yet rung of his persuasive words , impregn'd With reason , to her seeming , and with truth : Meanwhile the hour ...
... heart too easy entrance won : Fix'd on the fruit she gaz'd , which to behold Might tempt alone ; and in her ears the sound Yet rung of his persuasive words , impregn'd With reason , to her seeming , and with truth : Meanwhile the hour ...
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... heart , divine of something ill , Misgave him ; he the faltering measure felt ; And forth to meet her went , the way she took That morn when first they parted : by the tree Of knowledge he must pass ; there he her met , Scarce from the ...
... heart , divine of something ill , Misgave him ; he the faltering measure felt ; And forth to meet her went , the way she took That morn when first they parted : by the tree Of knowledge he must pass ; there he her met , Scarce from the ...
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... heart , And growing up to godhead ; which for thee Chiefly I sought , without thee can despise . For bliss , as thou hast part , to me is bliss ; Tedious , unshar'd with thee , and odious soon . Thou therefore also taste , that equal ...
... heart , And growing up to godhead ; which for thee Chiefly I sought , without thee can despise . For bliss , as thou hast part , to me is bliss ; Tedious , unshar'd with thee , and odious soon . Thou therefore also taste , that equal ...
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Page 290 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 261 - All is best, though we oft doubt, What the unsearchable dispose Of highest wisdom brings about, And ever best found in the close. Oft he seems to hide his face, But unexpectedly returns And to his faithful champion hath in place Bore witness gloriously...
Page 265 - tis said) Before was never made, But when of old the sons of morning sung, While the Creator great His constellations set, And the well-balanced world on hinges hung ; And cast the dark foundations deep, And bid the weltering waves their oozy channel keep.
Page 126 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces throng'd, and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropt, but wiped them soon: The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 125 - For God is also in sleep, and dreams advise, Which he hath sent propitious, some great good Presaging, since with sorrow and heart's distress Wearied I fell asleep : but now lead on ; In me is no delay; with thee to go Is to stay here ; without thee here to stay Is to go hence unwilling ; thou to me Art all things under heaven, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence. This further consolation yet secure I carry hence; though all by me is lost, Such favour I unworthy am vouchsafed,...
Page 208 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul, She all in every part, — why was the sight To such a tender ball as...
Page 135 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do, What might be public good ; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things.
Page 85 - O flowers, That never will in other climate grow, My early visitation, and my last At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the first opening bud, and gave ye names; Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount?
Page 266 - For, if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back and fetch the age of gold; And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould...
Page 263 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree, could bear.