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Page 303
... honour , wealth , high fare , aimd not beyond Higher design then to enjoy his State ; Thence to the bait of Women lay expos'd ; But hee whom we attempt is wiser far Then Solomon , of more exalted mind , Made and set wholly on th ...
... honour , wealth , high fare , aimd not beyond Higher design then to enjoy his State ; Thence to the bait of Women lay expos'd ; But hee whom we attempt is wiser far Then Solomon , of more exalted mind , Made and set wholly on th ...
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... honour did thee ever please , Guard them , and him within protect from harms , He can requite thee , for he knows the charms That call Fame on such gentle acts as these , And he can spred thy Name o're Lands and Seas , What ever clime ...
... honour did thee ever please , Guard them , and him within protect from harms , He can requite thee , for he knows the charms That call Fame on such gentle acts as these , And he can spred thy Name o're Lands and Seas , What ever clime ...
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... honour from your own Person in the performance , now returns again to make a finall Dedication of it self to you ... honour of your Name , and receive this as your own , from the bands of him , who hath by many favours been long oblig'd ...
... honour from your own Person in the performance , now returns again to make a finall Dedication of it self to you ... honour of your Name , and receive this as your own , from the bands of him , who hath by many favours been long oblig'd ...
Common terms and phrases
Adam agni Angels Antistrophe appeerd arms aught Battel Beast behold bliss Boötes brest bright calld Clouds Dagon dark Death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit giv'n glorious glory Gods gold'n Grace hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill holy honour Israel John Milton joind Jove King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Muse neath night numina op'n Paradise Paradise Lost peace perfet praise PSAL quæ rais'd repli'd returnd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Son of God Song soon soul spake Spirit Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree turnd vertue voice wandring Warr wingd wings World