This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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608 | And what shall be done to inhibit the multitudes that frequent those houses where drunkenness is sold and harboured? |
608 | And who shall silence all the airs and madrigals that whisper softness in chambers? |
608 | And who shall then stick closest to ye, and excite others? |
608 | As therefore the state of man now is; what wisdom can there be to choose, what continence to forbear without the knowledge of evil? |
608 | But certain, if execution be remiss or blindfold now, and in this particular, what will it be hereafter and in other books? |
608 | But some will say, what though the inventors were bad, the thing for all that may be good? |
608 | For who knows not that Truth is strong, next to the Almighty? |
608 | I know nothing of the licenser, but that I have his own hand here for his arrogance; who shall warrant me his judgment? |
608 | Lastly, who shall forbid and separate all idle resort, all evil company? |
608 | Let her and Falsehood grapple; who ever knew Truth put to the worse, in a free and open encounter? |
608 | Next, what more national corruption, for which England hears ill abroad, than household gluttony: who shall be the rectors of our daily rioting? |
608 | What but a vain shadow else is the abolition of those ordinances, that hand- writing nailed to the cross? |
608 | What could a man require more from a nation so pliant and so prone to seek after knowledge? |
608 | What else is all that rank of things indifferent, wherein Truth may be on this side or on the other, without being unlike herself? |
608 | What great purchase is this Christian liberty which Paul so often boasts of? |
608 | What need they torture their heads with that which others have taken so strictly and so unalterably into their own purveying? |
608 | What should he do? |
608 | What would ye do then? |
608 | Wherefore did he create passions within us, pleasures round about us, but that these rightly tempered are the very ingredients of virtue? |
608 | Who shall regulate all the mixed conversation of our youth, male and female together, as is the fashion of this country? |
608 | Who shall still appoint what shall be discoursed, what presumed, and no further? |
608 | should ye suppress all this flowery crop of knowledge and new light sprung up and yet springing daily in this city? |
397 | ( Who knows not Circe, The daughter of the Sun, whose charmed cup Whoever tasted lost his upright shape, And downward fell into a grovelling swine?) |
397 | And left your fair side all unguarded, Lady? |
397 | And would''st thou seek again to trap me here With liquorish baits, fit to ensnare a brute? |
397 | By falsehood, or discourtesy, or why? |
397 | COMUS: What chance, good lady, hath bereft you thus? |
397 | Can any mortal mixture of earth''s mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? |
397 | Could that divide you from near- ushering guides? |
397 | Do ye believe me yet, or shall I call Antiquity from the old schools of Greece To testify the arms of chastity? |
397 | Gentle villager, What readiest way would bring me to that place? |
397 | Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence With vizored falsehood and base forgery? |
397 | Hath any ram Slipped from the fold, or young kid lost his dam, Or straggling wether the pent flock forsook? |
397 | He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain? |
397 | How camest thou here, good swain? |
397 | How chance she is not in your company? |
397 | How couldst thou find this dark sequestered nook? |
397 | Imports their loss, beside the present need? |
397 | Is this the confidence You gave me, brother? |
397 | Methought so too; what should it be? |
397 | Shall I go on Or have I said enow? |
397 | To him that dares Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun- clad power of chastity Fain would I something say;--yet to what end? |
397 | Was I deceived, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? |
397 | Was this the cottage and the safe abode Thou told''st me of? |
397 | Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera''s hair? |
397 | Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom? |
397 | What are you? |
397 | What fears, good Thyrsis? |
397 | What grim aspects are these, These oughly- headed monsters? |
397 | What hidden strength, Unless the strength of Heaven, if you mean that? |
397 | What might this be? |
397 | What need a vermeil- tinctured lip for that, Love- darting eyes, or tresses like the morn? |
397 | What need they? |
397 | What recks it them? |
397 | What voice is that? |
397 | Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o''er the head of your loved Lycidas? |
397 | Who would not sing for Lycidas? |
397 | Why are you vexed, Lady? |
397 | Why should you be so cruel to yourself, And to those dainty limbs, which Nature lent For gentle usage and soft delicacy? |
397 | Why, prithee, Shepherd, How durst thou then thyself approach so near As to make this relation? |
397 | for what could that have done? |
397 | have you let the false enchanter scape? |
397 | my virgin Lady, where is she? |
397 | my young Lord? |
397 | what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd''s trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? |
397 | where else Shall I inform my unacquainted feet In the blind mazes of this tangled wood? |
397 | who hath reft,"quoth he,"my dearest pledge?" |
397 | why do you frown? |
6929 | 10 Shall even she confess old age, and halt And, palsy- smitten, shake her starry brows? |
6929 | 20 But this ecstatic trance-- this glorious storm Of inspiration-- what will it perform? |
6929 | 20 What in brief numbers sang Anacreon''s1 muse? |
6929 | 20 Ye Waves what strange amazement, say, Seiz''d on you that you fled? |
6929 | 90 His ministers, commission''d to proclaim Eternal blessings in a Saviour''s name? |
6929 | And what avails, at last, tune without voice, Devoid of matter? |
6929 | And whence, ye little Hills, your flight From Israel''s chosen Race? |
6929 | And why skip''d the Mountains? |
6929 | Appendix: Translation of a Letter to Thomas Young, Translated by Robert Fellows( I878?). |
6929 | Art not afraid with sounds like these T''offend whom thou canst not appease? |
6929 | Art thou desirous to be told how well I love thee, and in verse? |
6929 | But wherefore This? |
6929 | Can Tethys6 win thee? |
6929 | Death is not( wherefore dream''st thou thus?) |
6929 | Depart''st thou thus, thy virtues unrepaid With fame and honour, like a vulgar shade? |
6929 | Desires thee, and deserves; for who so sweet, When her rich bosom courts thy genial heat? |
6929 | Dream I, or also to the Spring belong Increase of Genius, and new pow''rs of song? |
6929 | Etiamne tuos sopor opprimit artus? |
6929 | Find''st not oft thy purpose cross''d, 5 And that thy fairest flow''rs, Here, fade and die? |
6929 | How dar''st thou risque to sing these foreign strains? |
6929 | How?--shall the face of Nature then be plow''d Into deep wrinkles, and shall years at last On the great Parent fix a sterile curse? |
6929 | In whom shall I confide? |
6929 | Leav''st Thou to foreign Care the Worthies giv''n By providence, to guide thy steps to Heav''n? |
6929 | Not even Ovid could in Scythian air Sing sweetly-- why? |
6929 | On Israel''s march, Why driven to thy Head? |
6929 | Quid mirum? |
6929 | Shall Time''s unsated maw crave and engulf The very heav''ns that regulate his flight? |
6929 | Shall foul Antiquity with rust and drought And famine vex the radiant worlds above? |
6929 | Siccine tentasti caelo donasse Jacobum Quae septemgemino Bellua monte lates? |
6929 | Subdolus at tali Serpens velatus amictu 90 Solvit in has fallax ora execrantia voces; Dormis nate? |
6929 | Te Deus aeternos motu qui temperat ignes, Fulmine praemisso alloquitur, terraque tremente: 200 Fama siles? |
6929 | Translated by Robert Fellowes( I878?). |
6929 | What need so great had I to visit Rome Now sunk in ruins, and herself a tomb? |
6929 | What would''st thou, Thyrsis? |
6929 | Whence the courage for the task? |
6929 | Who taught Salmasius, the French chatt''ring Pye,1 To try at English, and"Hundreda"2 cry? |
6929 | Who then but must conceive disdain, Hearing the deed unblest Of wretches who have dar''d profane His dread sepulchral rest? |
6929 | Whose converse, now, shall calm my stormy day, With charming song who, now, beguile my way? |
6929 | Whose counsel find A balmy med''cine for my troubled mind? |
6929 | Why fled the Ocean? |
6929 | Why take delight, with darts that never roam, To chase a heav''n- born spirit from her home? |
6929 | Why turned Jordan toward his Crystal Fountains? |
6929 | Would ye think it? |
6929 | Would''st thou( perhaps''tis hardly worth thine ear) Would''st thou be told my occupation here? |
6929 | Ye Mountains whence this sudden fright That shook you from your base? |
6929 | arm''d with pow''rs so unconfined Why stain thy hands with blood of Human kind? |
6929 | cry-- what will become of thee? |
6929 | such thy sure reward shall be, But ah, what doom awaits unhappy me? |
6929 | the age of gold restore-- Why chose to dwell where storms and thunders roar? |
6929 | v, 335- 343) On the Gunpowder Plot.1 Cum simul in regem nuper satrapasque Britannos Ausus es infandum perfide Fauxe nefas, Fallor? |
6929 | wherefore should''st thou lave A face so fair in her unpleasant wave? |
6929 | why palliate I a deed, For which the culprit''s self could hardly plead? |
6929 | why repair Thy wasted force, why seek refreshment there? |
58 | Hast thou not right to all created things? 58 How hast thou hunger then?" |
58 | Tell me, if food were now before thee set, 320 Wouldst thou not eat? |
58 | Why should that Cause thy refusal? |
58 | 20 These godlike virtues wherefore dost thou hide? |
58 | 200 Know''st thou not that my rising is thy fall, And my promotion will be thy destruction?" |
58 | 230 Without their learning, how wilt thou with them, Or they with thee, hold conversation meet? |
58 | 330 Or, if I would delight my private hours With music or with poem, where so soon As in our native language can I find That solace? |
58 | 380 Shall I receive by gift what of my own, When and where likes me best, I can command? |
58 | All hope is lost Of my reception into grace; what worse? |
58 | And dar''st thou to the Son of God propound To worship thee, accursed? |
58 | And think''st thou to regain Thy right by sitting still, or thus retiring? |
58 | And what in me seems wanting but that I 450 May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did, perhaps and more? |
58 | And what the people but a herd confused, A miscellaneous rabble, who extol 50 Things vulgar, and, well weighed, scarce worth the praise? |
58 | And who withholds my power that right to use? |
58 | And with my hunger what hast thou to do? |
58 | But what concerns it thee when I begin My everlasting Kingdom? |
58 | But what have been thy answers? |
58 | But whence to thee this zeal? |
58 | But where delays he now? |
58 | But wherewith to be achieved? |
58 | For what is glory but the blaze of fame, The people''s praise, if always praise unmixed? |
58 | For whither is he gone? |
58 | He ended, and the Son of God replied:--"Think''st thou such force in bread? |
58 | His mother, than, is mortal, but his Sire He who obtains the monarchy of Heaven; And what will He not do to advance his Son? |
58 | How wilt thou reason with them, how refute Their idolisms, traditions, paradoxes? |
58 | I mention still Him whom thy wrongs, with saintly patience borne, Made famous in a land and times obscure; Who names not now with honour patient Job? |
58 | I shall, thou say''st, expel A brutish monster: what if I withal Expel a Devil who first made him such? |
58 | If I, then, to the worst that can be haste, Why move thy feet so slow to what is best? |
58 | If given, by whom but by the King of kings, God over all supreme? |
58 | If nature need not, Or God support nature without repast, 250 Though needing, what praise is it to endure? |
58 | Owe not all creatures, by just right, to thee Duty and service, nor to stay till bid, But tender all their power? |
58 | Poor Socrates,( who next more memorable?) |
58 | Rein then; what canst thou better do the while?" |
58 | Shall I seek glory, then, as vain men seek, Oft not deserved? |
58 | Such was the splendour; and the Tempter now His invitation earnestly renewed:--"What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat? |
58 | This wounds me most( what can it less?) |
58 | To honour? |
58 | To whom thus Jesus temperately replied:--"Said''st thou not that to all things I had right? |
58 | To whom thus Jesus:--"What conclud''st thou hence? |
58 | What but thy malice moved thee to misdeem Of righteous Job, then cruelly to afflict him With all inflictions? |
58 | What doubt''st thou, Son of God? |
58 | What followers, what retinue canst thou gain, Or at thy heels the dizzy multitude, 420 Longer than thou canst feed them on thy cost? |
58 | What honour that, But tedious waste of time, to sit and hear So many hollow compliments and lies, Outlandish flatteries? |
58 | What moves thy inquisition? |
58 | What raised Antipater the Edomite, And his son Herod placed on Juda''s throne, Thy throne, but gold, that got him puissant friends? |
58 | What wise and valiant man would seek to free These, thus degenerate, by themselves enslaved, Or could of inward slaves make outward free? |
58 | What woman will you find, Though of this age the wonder and the fame, On whom his leisure will voutsafe an eye 210 Of fond desire? |
58 | Which way, or from what hope, dost thou aspire To greatness? |
58 | Why art thou Solicitous? |
58 | Why dost thou, then, suggest to me distrust Knowing who I am, as I know who thou art?" |
58 | Why should I? |
58 | Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts, or pleasure to do ill excites? |
58 | all oracles 430 By thee are given, and what confessed more true Among the nations? |
58 | what accident Hath rapt him from us? |
58 | what but dark, Ambiguous, and with double sense deluding, Which they who asked have seldom understood, And, not well understood, as good not known? |
58 | whence authority deriv''st? |
58 | will he now retire 40 After appearance, and again prolong Our expectation? |
31706 | 280_ Comus._ By falsehood, or discourtesy, or why? |
31706 | 350 Where may she wander now, whither betake her From the chill dew, amongst rude burs and thistles? |
31706 | 64. what boots it: of what use is it? |
31706 | 665_ Comus._ Why are you vexed, Lady? |
31706 | 90 He asked the waves, and asked the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain? |
31706 | And wouldst thou seek again to trap me here With liquorish baits, fit to ensnare a brute? |
31706 | Bro._ Methought so too; what should it be? |
31706 | Bro._ What fears, good Thyrsis? |
31706 | Bro._ What hidden strength, Unless the strength of Heaven, if you mean that? |
31706 | Bro._ Why, prithee, Shepherd, 615 How durst thou then thyself approach so near As to make this relation? |
31706 | Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, 5 What need''st thou such weak witness of thy name? |
31706 | Do ye believe me yet, or shall I call Antiquity from the old schools of Greece To testify the arms of chastity? |
31706 | Does it seem to be an improvement? |
31706 | Hast thou betrayed my credulous innocence With vizored falsehood and base forgery? |
31706 | Hath any ram Slipped from the fold, or young kid lost his dam, Or straggling wether the pent flock forsook? |
31706 | How camest thou here, good swain? |
31706 | How chance she is not in your company? |
31706 | How could''st thou find this dark sequestered nook? |
31706 | How is the line to be scanned? |
31706 | How shall we understand these words? |
31706 | I fondly dream"Had ye been there,"... for what could that have done? |
31706 | In Cymbeline I 6 51 we find the present tense of the verb of which_ rapt_ is the participle:"What, dear Sir, thus raps you?" |
31706 | In what respect can tresses be said to be like the morn? |
31706 | Is this good apiology? |
31706 | Is this practical doctrine? |
31706 | Is this the confidence You gave me, brother? |
31706 | Juno dares not give her odds: Who had thought this clime had held A deity so unparalleled? |
31706 | Might she the wise Latona be, 20 Or the towered Cybele, Mother of a hundred gods? |
31706 | O yet a nobler task awaits thy hand( For what can war but endless war still breed?) |
31706 | Of what parts of speech are torrent and flood? |
31706 | Or hateful cuckoos hatch in sparrows''nests? |
31706 | Or have I said enow? |
31706 | Or have I said enow? |
31706 | Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star- ypointing pyramid? |
31706 | Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15 Afford a present to the Infant God? |
31706 | Shall I go on? |
31706 | To what pleasure does L''Allegro now betake himself? |
31706 | Was this the cottage and the safe abode Thou told''st me of? |
31706 | Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neà ¦ ra''s hair? |
31706 | Were they in the prime of adult manhood, or in the bloom of youth? |
31706 | Were they of manly prime or youthful bloom? |
31706 | What are you? |
31706 | What ceremony is here introduced? |
31706 | What do we know was the cause of this unusual stop of sudden silence? |
31706 | What does Sabrina do in this line? |
31706 | What good are we going to derive from this unremitting devotion to study? |
31706 | What grim aspects are these, These oughly- headed monsters? |
31706 | What is the antecedent of whom? |
31706 | What might this be? |
31706 | What need a vermeil- tinctured lip for that, Love- darting eyes, or tresses like the morn? |
31706 | What need they? |
31706 | What needs my Shakespeare for his honored bones The labor of an age in piled stones? |
31706 | What objection is there to making the_ grain_ in Milton''s passage_ black_? |
31706 | What recks it them? |
31706 | What recks it them? |
31706 | What sudden blaze of majesty Is that which we from hence descry, Too divine to be mistook? |
31706 | What supports me, dost thou ask? |
31706 | Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep 50 Closed o''er the head of your loved Lycidas? |
31706 | Who would not sing for Lycidas? |
31706 | Why should you be so cruel to yourself, And to those dainty limbs, which Nature lent 680 For gentle usage and soft delicacy? |
31706 | Would it not be better to abandon ourselves to social enjoyment, and to lives of frivolous trifling? |
31706 | _ Comus._ And left your fair side all unguarded, Lady? |
31706 | _ Comus._ Can any mortal mixture of earth''s mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? |
31706 | _ Comus._ Could that divide you from near- ushering guides? |
31706 | _ Comus._ Imports their loss, beside the present need? |
31706 | _ Comus._ Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom? |
31706 | _ Comus._ What chance, good Lady, hath bereft you thus? |
31706 | _ Lady._ Gentle villager, What readiest way would bring me to that place? |
31706 | _ Spir._ What voice is that? |
31706 | have you let the false enchanter scape? |
31706 | my virgin Lady, where is she? |
31706 | my young lord? |
31706 | what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd''s trade, 65 And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? |
31706 | where else Shall I inform my unacquainted feet 180 In the blind mazes of this tangled wood? |
31706 | who hath reft,"quoth he,"my dearest pledge?" |
31706 | why do you frown? |
26 | O father, what intends thy hand,she cried,"Against thy only son? |
26 | Wherefore cease we, then? |
26 | Ah, why should all mankind, For one man''s fault, thus guiltless be condemned, It guiltless? |
26 | Among unequals what society Can sort, what harmony, or true delight? |
26 | And am I now upbraided as the cause Of thy transgressing? |
26 | And do they only stand By ignorance? |
26 | And know''st for whom? |
26 | And what are Gods, that Man may not become As they, participating God- like food? |
26 | And what is faith, love, virtue, unassayed Alone, without exteriour help sustained? |
26 | And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it, or will ever? |
26 | And, though God Made thee without thy leave, what if thy son Prove disobedient, and reproved, retort,"Wherefore didst thou beget me? |
26 | As he our darkness, can not we his light Imitate when we please? |
26 | Being as I am, why didst not thou, the head, Command me absolutely not to go, Going into such danger, as thou saidst? |
26 | Book III Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam''d? |
26 | But fallen he is; and now What rests, but that the mortal sentence pass On his transgression,--death denounced that day? |
26 | But from me what can proceed, But all corrupt; both mind and will depraved Not to do only, but to will the same With me? |
26 | But have I now seen Death? |
26 | But is there yet no other way, besides These painful passages, how we may come To death, and mix with our connatural dust? |
26 | But past who can recall, or done undo? |
26 | But say, What meant that caution joined, If ye be found Obedient? |
26 | But say, if our Deliverer up to Heaven Must re- ascend, what will betide the few His faithful, left among the unfaithful herd, The enemies of truth? |
26 | But say, what mean those coloured streaks in Heaven Distended, as the brow of God appeased? |
26 | But to Adam in what sort Shall I appear? |
26 | But to convince the proud what signs avail, Or wonders move the obdurate to relent? |
26 | But what if better counsels might erect Our minds, and teach us to cast off this yoke? |
26 | But what will not ambition and revenge Descend to? |
26 | But wherefore all night long shine these? |
26 | But wherefore thou alone? |
26 | But whom send I to judge them? |
26 | But, first, whom shall we send In search of this new World? |
26 | But, if death Bind us with after- bands, what profits then Our inward freedom? |
26 | Can he make deathless death? |
26 | Can it be death? |
26 | Can it be sin to know? |
26 | Can thus The image of God in Man, created once So goodly and erect, though faulty since, To such unsightly sufferings be debased Under inhuman pains? |
26 | Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me Man? |
26 | Doctrine which we would know whence learned: who saw When this creation was? |
26 | Dwells in all Heaven charity so dear? |
26 | Faithful to whom? |
26 | First, what revenge? |
26 | For though the Lord of all be infinite, Is his wrath also? |
26 | For us alone Was death invented? |
26 | For, what admirest thou, what transports thee so, An outside? |
26 | Forbid who will, none shall from me withhold Longer thy offered good; why else set here?" |
26 | Gabriel? |
26 | Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand? |
26 | Hast thou eaten of the tree, Whereof I gave thee charge thou shouldst not eat? |
26 | Hast thou not made me here thy substitute, And these inferiour far beneath me set? |
26 | Hast thou not wondered, Adam, at my stay? |
26 | High matter thou enjoinest me, O prime of men, Sad task and hard: For how shall I relate To human sense the invisible exploits Of warring Spirits? |
26 | How can he exercise Wrath without end on Man, whom death must end? |
26 | How can they then acquitted stand In sight of God? |
26 | How comes it thus? |
26 | How dies the Serpent? |
26 | If thence he scape, into whatever world, Or unknown region, what remains him less Than unknown dangers, and as hard escape? |
26 | In heavenly Spirits could such perverseness dwell? |
26 | In plain then, what forbids he but to know, Forbids us good, forbids us to be wise? |
26 | In solitude What happiness, who can enjoy alone, Or, all enjoying, what contentment find? |
26 | Is knowledge so despised? |
26 | Is not the Earth With various living creatures, and the air Replenished, and all these at thy command To come and play before thee? |
26 | Is that their happy state, The proof of their obedience and their faith? |
26 | Is this the end Of this new glorious world, and me so late The glory of that glory, who now become Accursed, of blessed? |
26 | Is this the way I must return to native dust? |
26 | Is this, then, worst-- Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms? |
26 | It was but breath Of life that sinned; what dies but what had life And sin? |
26 | Know ye not then said Satan, filled with scorn, Know ye not me? |
26 | Knowest thou not Their language and their ways? |
26 | Me first He ruined, now Mankind; whom will he next?" |
26 | Meanwhile war arose, And fields were fought in Heaven: wherein remained( For what could else?) |
26 | Must I thus leave thee Paradise? |
26 | My voice thou oft hast heard, and hast not feared, But still rejoiced; how is it now become So dreadful to thee? |
26 | O Earth, how like to Heaven, if not preferred For what God, after better, worse would build? |
26 | O Teacher, some great mischief hath befallen To that meek man, who well had sacrificed; Is piety thus and pure devotion paid? |
26 | O, then, at last relent: Is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left? |
26 | Only begotten Son, seest thou what rage Transports our Adversary? |
26 | Or envy, or what reserve forbids to taste? |
26 | Or have ye chosen this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied virtue, for the ease you find To slumber here, as in the vales of Heaven? |
26 | Or hear''st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? |
26 | Or is it envy? |
26 | Or serve they, as a flowery verge, to bind The fluid skirts of that same watery cloud, Lest it again dissolve, and shower the earth? |
26 | Or shall the Adversary thus obtain His end, and frustrate thine? |
26 | Or when we lay Chained on the burning lake? |
26 | Our Maker bids encrease; who bids abstain But our Destroyer, foe to God and Man? |
26 | Peace is despaired; For who can think submission? |
26 | Proud, art thou met? |
26 | Satan, I know thy strength, and thou knowest mine; Neither our own, but given: What folly then To boast what arms can do? |
26 | Say they who counsel war;"we are decreed, Reserved, and destined to eternal woe; Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, What can we suffer worse?" |
26 | Say, Woman, what is this which thou hast done? |
26 | Say, heavenly Powers, where shall we find such love? |
26 | Seem I to thee sufficiently possessed Of happiness, or not? |
26 | Serpent, thy overpraising leaves in doubt The virtue of that fruit, in thee first proved: But say, where grows the tree? |
26 | Shall Truth fail to keep her word, Justice Divine not hasten to be just? |
26 | Shall that be shut to Man, which to the Beast Is open? |
26 | Shall we, then, live thus vile-- the race of Heaven Thus trampled, thus expelled, to suffer here Chains and these torments? |
26 | Shalt thou give law to God? |
26 | Sight so deform what heart of rock could long Dry- eyed behold? |
26 | Sleepest thou, Companion dear? |
26 | That thou art naked, who Hath told thee? |
26 | That we were formed then sayest thou? |
26 | The former, vain to hope, argues as vain The latter; for what place can be for us Within Heaven''s bound, unless Heaven''s Lord supreme We overpower? |
26 | Their song was partial; but the harmony( What could it less when Spirits immortal sing?) |
26 | This deep world Of darkness do we dread? |
26 | This evening from the sun''s decline arrived, Who tells of some infernal Spirit seen Hitherward bent( who could have thought?) |
26 | Thou art my father, thou my author, thou My being gav''st me; whom should I obey But thee? |
26 | Thou hadst: whom hast thou then or what to accuse, But Heaven''s free love dealt equally to all? |
26 | Thou to me thy thoughts Wast wo nt, I mine to thee was wo nt to impart; Both waking we were one; how then can now Thy sleep dissent? |
26 | To the loss of that, Sufficient penalty, why hast thou added The sense of endless woes? |
26 | To whom the Goblin, full of wrath, replied:--"Art thou that traitor Angel? |
26 | Was I to have never parted from thy side? |
26 | Was she thy God, that her thou didst obey Before his voice? |
26 | Was this your discipline and faith engaged, Your military obedience, to dissolve Allegiance to the acknowledged Power supreme? |
26 | What callest thou solitude? |
26 | What can it the avail though yet we feel Strength undiminished, or eternal being To undergo eternal punishment?" |
26 | What can your knowledge hurt him, or this tree Impart against his will, if all be his? |
26 | What could I do, But follow straight, invisibly thus led? |
26 | What fear I then? |
26 | What fear we then? |
26 | What fury, O son, Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart Against thy father''s head? |
26 | What if the sun Be center to the world; and other stars, By his attractive virtue and their own Incited, dance about him various rounds? |
26 | What if we find Some easier enterprise? |
26 | What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater? |
26 | What may this mean? |
26 | What should they do? |
26 | What sit we then projecting peace and war? |
26 | What sleep can close Thy eye- lids? |
26 | What strength, what art, can then Suffice, or what evasion bear him safe, Through the strict senteries and stations thick Of Angels watching round? |
26 | What thinkest thou then of me, and this my state? |
26 | What though the field be lost? |
26 | What when we fled amain, pursued and struck With Heaven''s afflicting thunder, and besought The Deep to shelter us? |
26 | What will they then But force the Spirit of Grace itself, and bind His consort Liberty? |
26 | What wonder? |
26 | Where art thou, Adam, wo nt with joy to meet My coming seen far off? |
26 | Which of those rebel Spirits adjudged to Hell Comest thou, escaped thy prison? |
26 | Which of you will be mortal, to redeem Man''s mortal crime, and just the unjust to save? |
26 | Who can in reason then, or right, assume Monarchy over such as live by right His equals, if in power and splendour less, In freedom equal? |
26 | Who first seduced them to that foul revolt? |
26 | Who of all ages to succeed, but, feeling The evil on him brought by me, will curse My head? |
26 | Who then shall guide His people, who defend? |
26 | Whose but his own? |
26 | Why comes not Death, Said he, with one thrice- acceptable stroke To end me? |
26 | Why delays His hand to execute what his decree Fixed on this day? |
26 | Why do I overlive, Why am I mocked with death, and lengthened out To deathless pain? |
26 | Why else this double object in our sight Of flight pursued in the air, and o''er the ground, One way the self- same hour? |
26 | Why is life given To be thus wrested from us? |
26 | Why should not Man, Retaining still divine similitude In part, from such deformities be free, And, for his Maker''s image sake, exempt? |
26 | Why should their Lord Envy them that? |
26 | Why shouldst not thou like sense within thee feel When I am present, and thy trial choose With me, best witness of thy virtue tried? |
26 | Why then was this forbid? |
26 | Why, but to awe; Why, but to keep ye low and ignorant, His worshippers? |
26 | Will he draw out, For anger''s sake, finite to infinite, In punished Man, to satisfy his rigour, Satisfied never? |
26 | Will they not deal Worse with his followers than with him they dealt? |
26 | Will ye submit your necks, and choose to bend The supple knee? |
26 | Wouldst thou admit for his contempt of thee That proud excuse? |
26 | Wouldst thou approve thy constancy, approve First thy obedience; the other who can know, Not seeing thee attempted, who attest? |
26 | Yet why? |
26 | and can envy dwell In heavenly breasts? |
26 | and the work Of secondary hands, by task transferred From Father to his Son? |
26 | and what is one? |
26 | and wherein lies The offence, that Man should thus attain to know? |
26 | and, transformed, Why sat''st thou like an enemy in wait, Here watching at the head of these that sleep? |
26 | but double how endured, To one, and to his image now proclaimed? |
26 | but what we more affect, Honour, dominion, glory, and renown; Who have sustained one day in doubtful fight,( And if one day, why not eternal days?) |
26 | by looks only? |
26 | by the fruit? |
26 | couldst thou support That burden, heavier than the earth to bear; Than all the world much heavier, though divided With that bad Woman? |
26 | did I solicit thee From darkness to promote me, or here place In this delicious garden? |
26 | do not believe Those rigid threats of death: ye shall not die: How should you? |
26 | expressed Immutable, when thou wert lost, not I; Who might have lived, and joyed immortal bliss, Yet willingly chose rather death with thee? |
26 | for what can I encrease, Or multiply, but curses on my head? |
26 | for whom This glorious sight, when sleep hath shut all eyes? |
26 | for, on earth, Who against faith and conscience can be heard Infallible? |
26 | from hence how far? |
26 | hath God then said that of the fruit Of all these garden- trees ye shall not eat, Yet Lords declared of all in earth or air? |
26 | how last unfold The secrets of another world, perhaps Not lawful to reveal? |
26 | how, without remorse, The ruin of so many glorious once And perfect while they stood? |
26 | it gives you life To knowledge; by the threatener? |
26 | language of man pronounced By tongue of brute, and human sense expressed? |
26 | of evil, if what is evil Be real, why not known, since easier shunned? |
26 | or can introduce Law and edict on us, who without law Err not? |
26 | or do they mix Irradiance, virtual or immediate touch? |
26 | or more than this, that we are dust, And thither must return, and be no more? |
26 | or these titles now Must we renounce, and, changing style, be called Princes of Hell? |
26 | or thou than they Less hardy to endure? |
26 | or to us denied This intellectual food, for beasts reserved? |
26 | or will God incense his ire For such a petty trespass? |
26 | or wilt thou thyself Abolish thy creation, and unmake For him, what for thy glory thou hast made? |
26 | rather, what know to fear Under this ignorance of good and evil, Of God or death, of law or penalty? |
26 | rather, why Obtruded on us thus? |
26 | rememberest thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? |
26 | these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of Gods? |
26 | to thy rebellious crew? |
26 | what are these, Death''s ministers, not men? |
26 | what doubt we to incense His utmost ire? |
26 | what praise could they receive? |
26 | what, but unbuild His living temples, built by faith to stand, Their own faith, not another''s? |
26 | when meet now Such pairs, in love and mutual honour joined? |
26 | wherefore with thee Came not all hell broke loose? |
26 | wherefore, but in hope To dispossess him, and thyself to reign? |
26 | which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? |
26 | whom but thee, Vicegerent Son? |
26 | whom follow? |
26 | whom shall we find Sufficient? |
1745 | & the work 850 Of secondarie hands, by task transferd From Father to his Son? |
1745 | ( and what is one?) |
1745 | 1030 Or was too much of self- love mixt, Of constancy no root infixt, That either they love nothing, or not long? |
1745 | 1060 But had we best retire, I see a storm? |
1745 | 11 Shall they thy loving kindness tell On whom the grave hath hold, Or they who in perdition dwell Thy faithfulness unfold? |
1745 | 1180 Sam: Tongue- doubtie Giant, how dost thou prove me these? |
1745 | 12 In darkness can thy mighty hand Or wondrous acts be known, 50 Thy justice in the gloomy land Of dark oblivion? |
1745 | 12 Why hast thou laid her Hedges low And brok''n down her Fence, 50 That all may pluck her, as they go, With rudest violence? |
1745 | 130 Proud, art thou met? |
1745 | 1360 Besides, how vile, contemptible, ridiculous, What act more execrably unclean, prophane? |
1745 | 1440 But wherefore comes old Manoa in such hast With youthful steps? |
1745 | 150 Which shall I first bewail, Thy Bondage or lost Sight, Prison within Prison Inseparably dark? |
1745 | 20 These God- like Vertues wherefore dost thou hide? |
1745 | 200 Know''st thou not that my rising is thy fall, And my promotion will be thy destruction? |
1745 | 200 Why else this double object in our sight Of flight pursu''d in th''Air and ore the ground One way the self- same hour? |
1745 | 220 Was I deceiv''d, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night? |
1745 | 280 Co: By falshood, or discourtesie, or why? |
1745 | 330 Or if I would delight my private hours With Music or with Poem, where so soon As in our native Language can I find That solace? |
1745 | 360 For this did the Angel twice descend? |
1745 | 380 Hast thou not made me here thy substitute, And these inferiour farr beneath me set? |
1745 | 380 Shall I receive by gift what of my own, When and where likes me best, I can command? |
1745 | 40 10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead, Shall the deceas''d arise And praise thee from their loathsom bed With pale and hollow eyes? |
1745 | 490 Sight so deform what heart of Rock could long Drie- ey''d behold? |
1745 | 5 Wilt thou be angry without end, For ever angry thus Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend From age to age on us? |
1745 | 520 Sam: His pardon I implore; but as for life, To what end should I seek it? |
1745 | 60 Or envie, or what reserve forbids to taste? |
1745 | 680 Whence and what art thou, execrable shape, That dar''st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated Front athwart my way To yonder Gates? |
1745 | 690 Shall that be shut to Man, which to the Beast Is open? |
1745 | 780 How comes it thus? |
1745 | 790 Who can in reason then or right assume Monarchie over such as live by right His equals, if in power and splendor less, In freedome equal? |
1745 | Ah, why should all mankind For one mans fault thus guiltless be condemn''d, If guiltless? |
1745 | Ah; Who hath reft( quoth he) my dearest pledge? |
1745 | All by him fell thou say''st, by whom fell he, 1580 What glorious band gave Samson his deaths wound? |
1745 | Among unequals what societie Can sort, what harmonie or true delight? |
1745 | And rather opportunely in this place Chose to impart to thy apparent need, Why shouldst thou not accept it? |
1745 | And what in me seems wanting, but that I 450 May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did, perhaps and more? |
1745 | And what is Faith, Love, Vertue unassaid Alone, without exterior help sustaind? |
1745 | And who withholds my pow''r that right to use? |
1745 | Art thou our Slave, Our Captive, at the public Mill our drudge, And dar''st thou at our sending and command Dispute thy coming? |
1745 | As he our Darkness, can not we his Light Imitate when we please? |
1745 | Being as I am, why didst not thou the Head Command me absolutely not to go, Going into such danger as thou saidst? |
1745 | Bid go with evil omen and the brand Of infamy upon my name denounc''t? |
1745 | Bro: Me thought so too; what should it be? |
1745 | Bro: Thyrsis? |
1745 | Bro: What fears good Thyrsis? |
1745 | Bro: What hidden strength, Unless the strength of Heav''n, if you mean that? |
1745 | Bro: Why prethee Shepherd How durst thou then thy self approach so neer As to make this relation? |
1745 | But O my Virgin Lady, where is she? |
1745 | But O that haples virgin our lost sister 350 Where may she wander now, whether betake her From the chill dew, amongst rude burrs and thistles? |
1745 | But first whom shall we send In search of this new world, whom shall we find Sufficient? |
1745 | But for thee what shall be done? |
1745 | But from mee what can proceed, But all corrupt, both Mind and Will deprav''d, Not to do onely, but to will the same With me? |
1745 | But have I now seen Death? |
1745 | But if Death 760 Bind us with after- bands, what profits then Our inward freedom? |
1745 | But is there yet no other way, besides These painful passages, how we may come To Death, and mix with our connatural dust? |
1745 | But past who can recall, or don undoe? |
1745 | But say, What meant that caution joind, If Ye Be Found Obedient? |
1745 | But these thoughts Full Counsel must mature: Peace is despaird, 660 For who can think Submission? |
1745 | But to Adam in what sort Shall I appeer? |
1745 | But to convince the proud what Signs availe, Or Wonders move th''obdurate to relent? |
1745 | But what avail''d this temperance, not compleat Against another object more enticing? |
1745 | But what concerns it thee when I begin My everlasting Kingdom, why art thou Sollicitous, what moves thy inquisition? |
1745 | But what if better counsels might erect Our minds and teach us to cast off this Yoke? |
1745 | But where delays he now? |
1745 | But wherefore thou alone? |
1745 | But wherfore all night long shine these, for whom This glorious sight, when sleep hath shut all eyes? |
1745 | But who are these? |
1745 | But who is this, what thing of Sea or Land? |
1745 | But who is to determine exactly which words are spelt according to the poet''s own instructions, and which according to the printer''s whim? |
1745 | But who was that Just Man, whom had not Heav''n Rescu''d, had in his Righteousness bin lost? |
1745 | But whom send I to judge them? |
1745 | But why should man seek glory? |
1745 | Can he make deathless Death? |
1745 | Can they think me so broken, so debas''d With corporal servitude, that my mind ever Will condescend to such absurd commands? |
1745 | Can this be hee, That Heroic, that Renown''d, Irresistible Samson? |
1745 | Can thus Th''Image of God in man created once So goodly and erect, though faultie since, To such unsightly sufferings be debas''t Under inhuman pains? |
1745 | Canst thou not tell me of a gentle Pair That likest thy Narcissus are? |
1745 | Chor: Yet God hath wrought things as incredible For his people of old; what hinders now? |
1745 | Co: And left your fair side all unguarded Lady? |
1745 | Co: Can any mortal mixture of Earths mould Breath such Divine inchanting ravishment? |
1745 | Co: Could that divide you from neer- ushering guides? |
1745 | Co: Imports their loss, beside the present need? |
1745 | Co: Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom? |
1745 | Co: What chance good Lady hath bereft you thus? |
1745 | Co: Why are you vext Lady? |
1745 | Comes he in peace? |
1745 | Dear son of memory, great heir of Fame, What need''st thou such weak witnes of thy name? |
1745 | Did I request thee, Maker, from my Clay To mould me Man, did I sollicite thee From darkness to promote me, or here place In this delicious Garden? |
1745 | Do they not seek occasion of new quarrels On my refusal to distress me more, 1330 Or make a game of my calamities? |
1745 | Do ye beleeve me yet, or shall I call Antiquity from the old Schools of Greece To testifie the arms of Chastity? |
1745 | Doctrin which we would know whence learnt: who saw When this creation was? |
1745 | Ere while they fierce were coming, and when wee, 610 To entertain them fair with open Front And Brest,( what could we more?) |
1745 | Faithful to whom? |
1745 | Favouring the wicked by your might, Who thence grow bold and strong? |
1745 | First, what Revenge? |
1745 | For Man to tell how human Life began 250 Is hard; for who himself beginning knew? |
1745 | For though the Lord of all be infinite, Is his wrauth also? |
1745 | For us alone Was death invented? |
1745 | For what God after better worse would build? |
1745 | For what admir''st thou, what transports thee so, An outside? |
1745 | For what is glory but the blaze of fame, The peoples praise, if always praise unmixt? |
1745 | Forbid who will, none shall from me withhold Longer thy offerd good, why else set here? |
1745 | Founded in chast and humble Poverty,''Gainst them that rais''d thee dost thou lift thy horn, Impudent whoore, where hast thou plac''d thy hope? |
1745 | Had ye bin there-- for what could that have don? |
1745 | Hadst thou the same free Will and Power to stand? |
1745 | Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav''n first- born, Or of th''Eternal Coeternal beam May I express thee unblam''d? |
1745 | Har: Dost thou already single me; I thought Gives and the Mill had tam''d thee? |
1745 | Har: Is not thy Nation subject to our Lords? |
1745 | Har: With thee a Man condemn''d, a Slave enrol''d, Due by the Law to capital punishment? |
1745 | Hast thou not wonderd, Adam, at my stay? |
1745 | His Mother then is mortal, but his Sire, He who obtains the Monarchy of Heav''n, And what will he not do to advance his Son? |
1745 | How art thou lost, how on a sudden lost, 900 Defac''t, deflourd, and now to Death devote? |
1745 | How can he exercise Wrath without end on Man whom Death must end? |
1745 | How chance she is not in your company? |
1745 | How couldst thou find this dark sequester''d nook? |
1745 | How dies the Serpent? |
1745 | How hast thou hunger then? |
1745 | How shall I behold the face 1080 Henceforth of God or Angel, earst with joy And rapture so oft beheld? |
1745 | How wilt thou reason with them, how refute Thir Idolisms, Traditions, Paradoxes? |
1745 | I sought it not: Wouldst thou admit for his contempt of thee That proud excuse? |
1745 | III Say Heav''nly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein Afford a present to the Infant God? |
1745 | In heav''nly Spirits could such perverseness dwell? |
1745 | In plain then, what forbids he but to know, Forbids us good, forbids us to be wise? |
1745 | In solitude What happiness, who can enjoy alone, Or all enjoying, what contentment find? |
1745 | In this other was there found More Faith? |
1745 | In thy Adulterers, or thy ill got wealth? |
1745 | Indeed? |
1745 | Is this the confidence You gave me Brother? |
1745 | Is this the way I must return to native dust? |
1745 | Know ye not then said Satan, filld with scorn, Know ye not me? |
1745 | La: Gentle villager What readiest way would bring me to that place? |
1745 | Language of Man pronounc''t By Tongue of Brute, and human sense exprest? |
1745 | Laughing to teach the truth What hinders? |
1745 | Let that come when it comes; all hope is lost Of my reception into grace; what worse? |
1745 | Lives ther who loves his pain? |
1745 | Man: Self- violence? |
1745 | Man: Some dismal accident it needs must be; What shall we do, stay here or run and see? |
1745 | Man: Wearied with slaughter then or how? |
1745 | Many there be that say Who yet will shew us good? |
1745 | Masters commands come with a power resistless To such as owe them absolute subjection; And for a life who will not change his purpose? |
1745 | Mee first He ruind, now Mankind; whom will he next? |
1745 | Men generally think me much a foe To all mankind: why should I? |
1745 | Must I thus leave thee Paradise? |
1745 | My voice thou oft hast heard, and hast not fear''d, But still rejoyc''t, how is it now become 120 So dreadful to thee? |
1745 | Nay what thing good 350 Pray''d for, but often proves our woe, our bane? |
1745 | O Father, what intends thy hand, she cry''d, Against thy only Son? |
1745 | O Friends, why come not on these Victors proud? |
1745 | O JEHOVAH our Lord how wondrous great And glorious is thy name through all the earth? |
1745 | O Teacher, some great mischief hath befall''n 450 To that meek man, who well had sacrific''d; Is Pietie thus and pure Devotion paid? |
1745 | O first created Beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereav''d thy prime decree? |
1745 | O miserable Mankind, to what fall Degraded, to what wretched state reserv''d? |
1745 | O more exceeding love or law more just? |
1745 | O then at last relent: is there no place Left for Repentance, none for Pardon left? |
1745 | O when meet now Such pairs, in Love and mutual Honour joyn''d? |
1745 | O wherefore did God grant me my request, And as a blessing with such pomp adorn''d? |
1745 | Off: My message was impos''d on me with speed, Brooks no delay: is this thy resolution? |
1745 | Or have I said anough? |
1745 | Or hear''st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose Fountain who shall tell? |
1745 | Or if they be but false alarms of Fear, How bitter is such self delusion? |
1745 | Or in this abject posture have ye sworn To adore the Conquerour? |
1745 | Or is it envie, and can envie dwell In heav''nly brests? |
1745 | Or that c[r]own''d Matron sage white- robed Truth? |
1745 | Our Maker bids increase, who bids abstain But our Destroyer, foe to God and Man? |
1745 | Poor Socrates( who next more memorable?) |
1745 | Queen of this Universe, doe not believe Those rigid threats of Death; ye shall not Die: How should ye? |
1745 | Sam: Cam''st thou for this, vain boaster, to survey me, To descant on my strength, and give thy verdit? |
1745 | Sam: My self? |
1745 | Satan reply''d, Tell me if Food were now before thee set, 320 Would''st thou not eat? |
1745 | Serpent, thy overpraising leaves in doubt The vertue of that Fruit, in thee first prov''d: But say, where grows the Tree, from hence how far? |
1745 | Shall I go on? |
1745 | Shall I seek glory then, as vain men seek Oft not deserv''d? |
1745 | Shall Truth fail to keep her word, Justice Divine not hast''n to be just? |
1745 | Shall we then live thus vile, the race of Heav''n Thus trampl''d, thus expell''d to suffer here Chains and these Torments? |
1745 | Sleepst thou Companion dear, what sleep can close 670 Thy eye- lids? |
1745 | So having said, he thus to Eve in few: Say Woman, what is this which thou hast done? |
1745 | So obvious and so easie to be quench''t, And not as feeling through all parts diffus''d, That she might look at will through every pore? |
1745 | Spir: What voice is that, my young Lord? |
1745 | Spir: What, have you let the false enchanter scape? |
1745 | That hallow I should know, what are you? |
1745 | That we were formd then saist thou? |
1745 | Think''st thou such force in Bread? |
1745 | Thir song was partial, but the harmony( What could it less when Spirits immortal sing?) |
1745 | This Eevning from the Sun''s decline arriv''d Who tells of som infernal Spirit seen Hitherward bent( who could have thought?) |
1745 | This deep world Of darkness do we dread? |
1745 | This evil on the Philistines is fall''n From whom could else a general cry be heard? |
1745 | This may be well: but what if God have seen, And Death ensue? |
1745 | Thou hadst: whom hast thou then or what to accuse, But Heav''ns free Love dealt equally to all? |
1745 | Thou to me thy thoughts Wast wo nt, I mine to thee was wo nt to impart; Both waking we were one; how then can now Thy sleep dissent? |
1745 | To the loss of that, Sufficient penaltie, why hast thou added The sense of endless woes? |
1745 | To whom thus Jesus temperately reply''d: Said''st thou not that to all things I had right? |
1745 | To whom thus Jesus; what conclud''st thou hence? |
1745 | Was I to have never parted from thy side? |
1745 | What Pilot so expert but needs must wreck Embarqu''d with such a Stears- mate at the Helm? |
1745 | What boots it at one gate to make defence, 560 And at another to let in the foe Effeminatly vanquish''t? |
1745 | What but thy malice mov''d thee to misdeem Of righteous Job, then cruelly to afflict him With all inflictions, but his patience won? |
1745 | What can your knowledge hurt him, or this Tree Impart against his will if all be his? |
1745 | What do I beg? |
1745 | What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat? |
1745 | What fear I then, rather what know to feare Under this ignorance of Good and Evil, Of God or Death, of Law or Penaltie? |
1745 | What fear we then? |
1745 | What fury O Son, Possesses thee to bend that mortal Dart Against thy Fathers head? |
1745 | What grim aspects are these These oughly- headed Monsters? |
1745 | What if in wild amazement, and affright, Or while we speak within the direfull grasp Of Savage hunger, or of Savage heat? |
1745 | What if the Sun Be Center to the World, and other Starrs By his attractive vertue and thir own Incited, dance about him various rounds? |
1745 | What if the breath that kindl''d those grim fires 170 Awak''d should blow them into sevenfold rage And plunge us in the Flames? |
1745 | What if we find Some easier enterprize? |
1745 | What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less then hee Whom Thunder hath made greater? |
1745 | What may this mean? |
1745 | What might this be? |
1745 | What need a vermeil- tinctured lip for that Love- darting eyes, or tresses like the Morn? |
1745 | What need they? |
1745 | What noise or shout was that? |
1745 | What power, what force, what mighty spell, if not Your learned hands, can loose this Gordian knot? |
1745 | What recks it them? |
1745 | What should they do? |
1745 | What sit we then projecting Peace and Warr? |
1745 | What supports me, dost thou ask? |
1745 | What thinkst thou then of mee, and this my State, Seem I to thee sufficiently possest Of happiness, or not? |
1745 | What though the field be lost? |
1745 | What was that snaky- headed Gorgon sheild That wise Minerva wore, unconquer''d Virgin, Wherwith she freez''d her foes to congeal''d stone? |
1745 | What when we fled amain, pursu''d and strook With Heav''ns afflicting Thunder, and besought The Deep to shelter us? |
1745 | What wise and valiant man would seek to free These thus degenerate, by themselves enslav''d, Or could of inward slaves make outward free? |
1745 | What wonder? |
1745 | Whence furnish such a vast expence of mind? |
1745 | Where art thou Adam, wo nt with joy to meet My coming seen far off? |
1745 | Where couldst thou words of such a compass find? |
1745 | Where were ye Nymphs when the remorseless deep 50 Clos''d o''re the head of your lov''d Lycidas? |
1745 | Where will this end? |
1745 | Who can impair thee, mighty King, or bound Thy Empire? |
1745 | Who first seduc''d them to that fowl revolt? |
1745 | Who would not, finding way, break loose from Hell, Though thither doomd? |
1745 | Whose but his own? |
1745 | Why are his gifts desirable, to tempt Our earnest Prayers, then giv''n with solemn hand As Graces, draw a Scorpions tail behind? |
1745 | Why comes not Death, Said hee, with one thrice acceptable stroke To end me? |
1745 | Why do I humble thus my self, and suing For peace, reap nothing but repulse and hate? |
1745 | Why is it harder Sirs then Gordon, Colkitto, or Macdonnel, or Galasp? |
1745 | Why is life giv''n To be thus wrested from us? |
1745 | Why should not Man, Retaining still Divine similitude In part, from such deformities be free, 510 And for his Makers Image sake exempt? |
1745 | Why should thir Lord Envie them that? |
1745 | Why should you be so cruel to your self, And to those dainty limms which nature lent 680 For gentle usage, and soft delicacy? |
1745 | Why then Didst thou at first receive me for thy husband? |
1745 | Why then was this forbid? |
1745 | Will ye submit your necks, and chuse to bend The supple knee? |
1745 | Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fear Extorts, or pleasure to do ill excites? |
1745 | Wilt thou then serve the Philistines with that gift Which was expresly giv''n thee to annoy them? |
1745 | Wouldst thou approve thy constancie, approve First thy obedience; th''other who can know, Not seeing thee attempted, who attest? |
1745 | Yet e''re I give the rains to grief, say first, How dy''d he? |
1745 | Yet thou pretend''st to truth; all Oracles 430 By thee are giv''n, and what confest more true Among the Nations? |
1745 | Yet why not? |
1745 | and do they onely stand By Ignorance, is that thir happie state, The proof of thir obedience and thir faith? |
1745 | and though God Made thee without thy leave, what if thy Son 760 Prove disobedient, and reprov''d, retort, Wherefore didst thou beget me? |
1745 | and wherein lies Th''offence, that Man should thus attain to know? |
1745 | and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it, or will ever? |
1745 | by the Fruit? |
1745 | can it be sin to know, Can it be death? |
1745 | can my ears unus''d Hear these dishonours, and not render death? |
1745 | couldst thou support That burden heavier then the Earth to bear, Then all the world much heavier, though divided With that bad Woman? |
1745 | for what can I encrease Or multiplie, but curses on my head? |
1745 | hast thou eaten of the Tree Whereof I gave thee charge thou shouldst not eat? |
1745 | hath God then said that of the Fruit Of all these Garden Trees ye shall not eate, Yet Lords declar''d of all in Earth or Aire? |
1745 | hath any ram Slip''t from the fold, or young Kid lost his dam, Or straggling weather the pen''t flock forsook? |
1745 | how can they acquitted stand In sight of God? |
1745 | how gladly would I meet Mortalitie my sentence, and be Earth Insensible, how glad would lay me down As in my Mothers lap? |
1745 | how hast thou dealt already? |
1745 | if giv''n to thee, By thee how fairly is the Giver now Repaid? |
1745 | is pain to them Less pain, less to be fled, or thou then they Less hardie to endure? |
1745 | is this then worst, Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in Arms? |
1745 | it gives you Life To Knowledge? |
1745 | it was but breath Of Life that sinn''d; what dies but what had life 790 And sin? |
1745 | much livelier than e''re while He seems: supposing here to find his Son, Or of him bringing to us some glad news? |
1745 | not enough severe, It seems, in thy restraint: what could I more? |
1745 | of evil, if what is evil Be real, why not known, since easier shunnd? |
1745 | or from above Should intermitted vengeance Arme again His red right hand to plague us? |
1745 | or to us deni''d This intellectual food, for beasts reserv''d? |
1745 | or wilt thou thy self Abolish thy Creation, and unmake, For him, what for thy glorie thou hast made? |
1745 | rather why 500 Obtruded on us thus? |
1745 | rememberst thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? |
1745 | that thou art naked, who Hath told thee? |
1745 | this Hell then seem''d A refuge from those wounds: or when we lay Chain''d on the burning Lake? |
1745 | thus leave Thee Native Soile, these happie Walks and Shades, 270 Fit haunt of Gods? |
1745 | to thy rebellious crew? |
1745 | turn Lord, restore My soul, O save me for thy goodness sake For in death no remembrance is of thee; Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise? |
1745 | what cause Brought him so soon at variance with himself Among his foes? |
1745 | what doubt we to incense His utmost ire? |
1745 | what praise could they receive? |
1745 | wherefore but in hope 960 To dispossess him, and thy self to reigne? |
1745 | wherefore cease we then? |
1745 | wherefore with thee Came not all Hell broke loose? |
1745 | which way shall I flie Infinite wrauth, and infinite despaire? |
1745 | who of his own Hath nothing, and to whom nothing belongs But condemnation, ignominy, and shame? |
1745 | why delayes His hand to execute what his Decree Fixd on this day? |
1745 | why do I overlive, Why am I mockt with death, and length''nd out To deathless pain? |
1745 | will he now retire 40 After appearance, and again prolong Our expectation? |
1745 | will they not deale Wors with his followers then with him they dealt? |
1745 | yet why? |
1745 | yet why? |