Milton's Paradise lost, a poem. With prefatory characters of the several pieces; and the life of Milton |
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Yet foon he heal'd ; for fpi'rits that live throughout Vital in every part , not as frail
man 345 In intrails , heart , or head , liver or reins , Cannot but by annihilating die
; Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound Receive , no more than can the fluid air ...
Yet foon he heal'd ; for fpi'rits that live throughout Vital in every part , not as frail
man 345 In intrails , heart , or head , liver or reins , Cannot but by annihilating die
; Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound Receive , no more than can the fluid air ...
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... but known as foon contemn'd ; Since now we find this our empyreal form
Incapable of mortal injury , Imperishable , and tho ' pierc'd with wound , 435 Soon
closing , and by native vigour heal'd . Of evil then so small as easy think The
remedy ...
... but known as foon contemn'd ; Since now we find this our empyreal form
Incapable of mortal injury , Imperishable , and tho ' pierc'd with wound , 435 Soon
closing , and by native vigour heal'd . Of evil then so small as easy think The
remedy ...
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So saying , through each thicket , dank or dry , Like a black mist low creeping , he
held on 180 His midniglit - search , where sooneft he might find The serpent : him
falt flecping foon he found In labyrinth of many a round self - rollid , His head ...
So saying , through each thicket , dank or dry , Like a black mist low creeping , he
held on 180 His midniglit - search , where sooneft he might find The serpent : him
falt flecping foon he found In labyrinth of many a round self - rollid , His head ...
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... him burns , Though in mid heaven , foon ended his delight ; And tortures him
now more , the more he fees Of pleasure not for him ordain'd : then foon 479
Fierce hate he recollects , and all his thoughts Of mischief , gratulating , thus
excites .
... him burns , Though in mid heaven , foon ended his delight ; And tortures him
now more , the more he fees Of pleasure not for him ordain'd : then foon 479
Fierce hate he recollects , and all his thoughts Of mischief , gratulating , thus
excites .
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About the mosfy trunk I wound me foon ; For high from ground the branches
would require 590 Thy utmost reach , or Adam's : round the tree All other beasts
that saw , with like defire Longing and envying stood , but could not reach . Amid
the ...
About the mosfy trunk I wound me foon ; For high from ground the branches
would require 590 Thy utmost reach , or Adam's : round the tree All other beasts
that saw , with like defire Longing and envying stood , but could not reach . Amid
the ...
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Adam againſt alſo angels appear arms behold beſt bring callid cloud created death deep delight divine dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear field fight fire firſt fome fons foon fruit glory gods grace hand happy haſt hath head heard heart heaven hell hill himſelf hope Italy juſt King laſt late Latin leave leſs light live look loſt mean Milton mind morn moſt muſt nature never night once pain Paradiſe peace perhaps poem publiſhed reaſon receive reſt round ſaid Satan ſays ſeems ſeveral ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſpi'rits ſtate ſtill ſtood ſuch ſweet taſte thee thence theſe things thoſe thou thought throne till tree voice whoſe wide wings write
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Էջ 87 - Upon the rapid current, which, through veins Of porous earth with kindly thirst up-drawn, Rose a fresh fountain, and with many a rill Water'd the garden ; thence united fell Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears...
Էջ 10 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
Էջ 114 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Էջ 5 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Էջ 60 - Thus with the year 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 expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Էջ 195 - Earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here ! Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent. Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, 280 From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Էջ 89 - Castalian spring, might with this Paradise Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian isle Girt with the river Triton, where old Cham, Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Libyan Jove, Hid Amalthea, and her florid son Young Bacchus, from his stepdame Rhea's eye; Nor where Abassin kings their issue guard, Mount Amara, though this by some supposed True Paradise, under the Ethiop line By Nilus...
Էջ 44 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce ; From beds of raging fire, to starve in ice...
Էջ 59 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Էջ 104 - Know ye not then, said Satan fill'd with scorn, Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soar; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain ? To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.
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| Վերնագիր | Milton's Paradise lost, a poem. With prefatory characters of the several pieces; and the life of Milton |
| Հեղինակ | John Milton |
| Հրատարակված | 1767 |
| Original from | Օքսֆորդի համալսարան |
| Digitized | 17 Նոյեմբեր 2006 |
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