Great things with small.1

To compare

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O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare,
With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way,
And swims or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded.

So he with difficulty and labour hard
Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he.

And fast by, hanging in a golden chain,
This pendent world, in bigness as a star
Of smallest magnitude, close by the moon.

Hail holy light! offspring of heav'n first-born.

The rising world of waters dark and deep.
Thoughts that voluntary move

Harmonious numbers.

Thus with the year

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Seasons return; but not to me returns
Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn,
Or sight of vernal bloom or summer's rose,
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine;
But cloud instead, and ever-during dark
Surrounds me; from the cheerful ways of men
Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair
Presented with a universal blank

Of Nature's works, to me expung'd and raz'd,
And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.

See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,
With joy and love triumphing.

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1 Compare great things with small. — VIRGIL: Eclogues, i. 24; Georgics, iv. 176. COWLEY: The Motto. DRYDEN: Ovid, Metamorphoses, book i. line 727. TICKELL: Poem on Hunting. POPE: Windsor Forest.

Dark with excessive bright.

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Embryos and idiots, eremites and friars,

White, black, and gray, with all their trumpery.

Since call'd

The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown.

And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps
At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity

Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill
Where no ill seems.

The hell within him.

Now conscience wakes despair

That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory
Of what he was, what is, and what must be
Worse.

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At whose sight all the stars

Hide their diminish'd heads.1

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A grateful mind

By owing owes not, but still pays, at once

Indebted and discharg'd.

Which way shall I fly

Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep,
Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.

Ease would recant

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Such joy ambition finds.

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Vows made in pain, as violent and void.

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So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,

Farewell remorse; all good to me is lost.

Evil, be thou my good.

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1 Ye little stars! hide your diminished rays.-POPE: Moral Essays, epistle iii. line 282.

Of Araby the Blest.

That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew,
Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.

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Sabean odours from the spicy shore

And on the Tree of Life,

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Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.1

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Proserpine gathering flowers,

Herself a fairer flower.

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For contemplation he and valour form'd,
For softness she and sweet attractive grace;
He for God only, she for God in him.

His fair large front and eye sublime declar'd
Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks
Round from his parted forelock manly hung
Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad.

Implied

Subjection, but requir'd with gentle sway,
And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd, -
Yielded with coy submission, modest pride,
And sweet, reluctant, amorous delay.

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Adam the goodliest man of men since born
His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.
And with necessity,

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The tyrant's plea, excus'd his devilish deeds.

1 See Herrick, page 203

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2 Necessity is the argument of tyrants, it is the creed of slaves. - WIL

LIAM PITT: Speech on the India Bill, November, 1783.

Now came still evening on, and twilight gray
Had in her sober livery all things clad;
Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird,
They to their grassy couch, these to their nests,
Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale;
She all night long her amorous descant sung;
Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmament
With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led
The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon,
Rising in clouded majesty, at length

A
pparent queen unveil'd her peerless light,
And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.

The timely dew of sleep.

With thee conversing I forget all time,

All seasons, and their change, all please alike.
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,
Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth
After soft showers; and sweet the coming on.
Of grateful ev'ning mild; then silent night
With this her solemn bird and this fair moon,
And these the gems of heaven, her starry train:
But neither breath of morn when she ascends
With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun
On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower,
Glist'ring with dew, nor fragrance after showers,
Nor grateful ev'ning mild, nor silent night

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With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon
Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.

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Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.

Hail wedded love, mysterious law, true source
Of human offspring.

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Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve.

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Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear
Touch'd lightly; for no falsehood can endure
Touch of celestial temper.

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Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.

Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime
Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl,
When Adam wak'd, so custom'd; for his sleep
Was aery light, from pure digestion bred.

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1 When unadorned, adorned the most.-THOMSON: Autumn, line 204.