Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve BooksA. Law, W. Miller, and R. Cater, 1795 - 281 страници |
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... deep . Which action paffed over , the poem haftes into the midst of things , prefenting Satan with his angels now fallen into bell , defcribed here , not in the center ( for heaven and earth may be fuppofed as yet not made , cer- tainly ...
... deep . Which action paffed over , the poem haftes into the midst of things , prefenting Satan with his angels now fallen into bell , defcribed here , not in the center ( for heaven and earth may be fuppofed as yet not made , cer- tainly ...
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... deep : The infernal peers there fit in council . F man's firft difobedience , and the fruit OF Of that forbidden tree , whofe mortal tafte Brought death into the world , and all our woe , With lofs of Eden , till one greater Man Reftore ...
... deep : The infernal peers there fit in council . F man's firft difobedience , and the fruit OF Of that forbidden tree , whofe mortal tafte Brought death into the world , and all our woe , With lofs of Eden , till one greater Man Reftore ...
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... deep despair : And him thus answer'd foon his bold compeer . O Prince , O chief of many throned powers , That led th ' embattel'd seraphim to war Under thy conduct , and in dreadful deeds Fearless , endanger'd heav'n's perpetual King ...
... deep despair : And him thus answer'd foon his bold compeer . O Prince , O chief of many throned powers , That led th ' embattel'd seraphim to war Under thy conduct , and in dreadful deeds Fearless , endanger'd heav'n's perpetual King ...
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... deep . Let us not flip th occafion , whether fcorn , Or fatiate fury yield it from our foe . Seeft thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wild ; The feat of defolation , void of light , Save what the glimm`ring of thefe livid frames Cafts ...
... deep . Let us not flip th occafion , whether fcorn , Or fatiate fury yield it from our foe . Seeft thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wild ; The feat of defolation , void of light , Save what the glimm`ring of thefe livid frames Cafts ...
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... deep Of hell refounded . Princes , potentates , 315 Warriors , the flow'r of heav'n , once yours , now loft , If fuch aftonishment as this can feize Eternal fp'rits ; or have ye chos❜n this place After the toil of battle to repose Your ...
... deep Of hell refounded . Princes , potentates , 315 Warriors , the flow'r of heav'n , once yours , now loft , If fuch aftonishment as this can feize Eternal fp'rits ; or have ye chos❜n this place After the toil of battle to repose Your ...
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Adam afcend againſt alfo Angel appear'd beaft beft behold blifs bright call'd caufe Cherubim cloud darkneſs death deep defcending defire delight divine earth elfe erft eternal ev'n evil eyes facred fafe faid fair feat feek feem'd feems fenfe ferpent fhade fhall fhould fide fight fign fince fire firft firſt fleep flow'rs fome fong fons foon foul fp'rits fpake fruit ftand ftars ftate ftill ftood ftrength fuch fweet glory hafte hath heav'n heav'nly hell hill himſelf hoft juft King laft lefs light loft moſt muft muſt night o'er pain Paradife pleaſure pow'r praiſe prefent rais'd reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe Satan ſhall ſhape ſtate ſtood tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts throne thyfelf tree turn'd vex'd whofe whoſe wings worfe
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Страница 91 - Warring in heav'n againft heav'n's matchlefs King. Ah wherefore ! he deferv'd no fuch return. From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none ; nor was his fervice hard. 45 What could be lefs than to afford him praife, The eafieft recompence,. and pay him thanks, How due ! yet
Страница 117 - field 20 Calls us ; we lofe the prime, to mark how fpring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid fweet. 25
Страница 297 - And, to the faithful, death the gate of life : Taught this by his example whom I now Acknowledge my Redeemer ever blefs'd. To whom thus alfo th' Angel laft reply'd. This having learn'd, thou haft attain'd, the fum 575 Of wifdom; hope no higher, though all the ftars Thou knew'ft by name, and all
Страница 30 - Solomon he led by fraud to build His temple right againft the temple of God On that opprobrious hill, and made his grove The pleafant valley of Hinnom, Tophet thence And black Gehenna call'd, the type of hell. 405 Next Chemos, th' obfcene dread of Moab's fons, From Aroar to Nebo, and the wild Of
Страница 58 - might be call'd that fhadow feem'd, For each feem'd either ; black it flood as night, 670 Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And fhook a dreadful dart; what feem'd his head, The likenefs of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his feat The monfler moving, onward came as faft
Страница 96 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the fmell of field and grove, attune 265 The trembling leaves, while univerfal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on th' eternal fpring. Not that fair field Of
Страница 38 - angels held their refidence, And fat as princes ; whom the fupreme King 735 Exalted to fuch pow'r, and gave to rule, Each in his hierarchy, the orders bright. Nor was his name unheard, or unador'd, In ancient Greece ; and in Aufo'nian land Men call'd him Mulciber; and how he fell 740
Страница 257 - By him with many comforts, till we end In duft, our final reft and native home. 1085 What better can we do, than to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, proftrate fall Before him reverent, and there confefs Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears Watering the ground, and with our
Страница 121 - afcend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praife. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and ftately tread, or lowly creep; Witnefs if I be filent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain, or
Страница 20 - Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fail by the oracle of God; I thence • Invoke thy aid to my advent'rous fong, That with no middle flight intends to foar Above the Aonian mount, while it purfues 15