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Page xv
During the time also of his continuance in this house, there fell out several
occasions of the increasing of his family. His father, who till the taking of Reading,
by the Earl of Essex's forces, had lived with his other son at his house there; was
upon ...
During the time also of his continuance in this house, there fell out several
occasions of the increasing of his family. His father, who till the taking of Reading,
by the Earl of Essex's forces, had lived with his other son at his house there; was
upon ...
Page xviii
he had infixed by his first undertakings of that nature, he laid out for a larger
house, and soon found it out; but in the interim before he removed, there fell out a
passage, which though it altered not the whole course he was going to steer, yet
it ...
he had infixed by his first undertakings of that nature, he laid out for a larger
house, and soon found it out; but in the interim before he removed, there fell out a
passage, which though it altered not the whole course he was going to steer, yet
it ...
Page xxi
David had the courage to undertake this great French Goliah, to whom he gave
such a hit in the forehead, that he presently staggered, and soon after fell; for
immediately upon the coming out of the answer, entitled, Defensio Populi
Anglicani, ...
David had the courage to undertake this great French Goliah, to whom he gave
such a hit in the forehead, that he presently staggered, and soon after fell; for
immediately upon the coming out of the answer, entitled, Defensio Populi
Anglicani, ...
Page xxiii
... to thee I call But with no friendly voice; and add thy name 0 Sun to tell thee how
I hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance, from what state I fell; how
glorious once above thy sphere; Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, *.
... to thee I call But with no friendly voice; and add thy name 0 Sun to tell thee how
I hate thy beams That bring to my remembrance, from what state I fell; how
glorious once above thy sphere; Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, *.
Page xxvii
I shall conclude with two material passages, which though they relate not
immediately to our author, or his own particular concerns; yet in regard they
happened during his public employ, and consequently fell most especially under
his ...
I shall conclude with two material passages, which though they relate not
immediately to our author, or his own particular concerns; yet in regard they
happened during his public employ, and consequently fell most especially under
his ...
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Page 278 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs ! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread : Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said : But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Page 6 - Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 290 Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Page 314 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Page 278 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Page 280 - Haste thee Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks...
Page 285 - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves...
Page 73 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Page 36 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song ; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit...
Page 62 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening" mild; then silent night With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Page 281 - 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.