 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...  The Pamphleteer - Page 5071828Full view - About this book
 | 1834 - 580 pages
...cheered, yet cheered only by the prophetic faith of two or three individuals, he did, nevertheless, — ' Argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot . Of heart or hope ; but still bore up, and steer'd Kight onward.' From others only do we derive our knowledge that Milton, in his... | |
 | 1876 - 1204 pages
...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...thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe rings Irom side to side. This thought... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 612 pages
...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...supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend, t' have lost them overply'd In liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which all Europe talks from side... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 594 pages
...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...bate a jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and sleer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, Friend, t' nave lost them overply'd... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1822 - 598 pages
...blemish or of spot, Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Bereft of light their seeing have forgot, Of sun, or moon, or star throughout the year, Or man,...jot Of heart or hope ; but still bear up and steer The conscience, Friend, t' have lost them overply'd Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ?... | |
 | Charles Symmons - 1822 - 526 pages
...Vons avez en Angleterre un aveugle, nomm£ Milton, qui a le renom d'avoir bien £crit — vip 261. Or man or woman : — yet I argue not Against Heaven's...up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost 1hou ask? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In liberty's defense, my noble task,... | |
 | John Bristed - 1822 - 524 pages
...Send me where Thou wilt. I will endeavour to submit. Only go with me, and Thy pleasure shall be mine. I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate...hope ; but still bear up, and steer Right onward." In the biographical notice prefixed to Mr. Parsons's edition of the " Plea for the deity of Jesus,"... | |
 | 1822 - 600 pages
...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, Of man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope ;... | |
 | 1822 - 592 pages
...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, Of man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope -... | |
 | John Taaffe - 1822 - 574 pages
...health — leaving him no other consolation , than that of Milton for tlie sacrifice of his eyes : Yet I argue not Against heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope; but .••till bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me , dost thou ask? The conscience, friend,... | |
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