Milton's Paradise lost, a poem. With prefatory characters of the several pieces; and the life of Milton |
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He died sometime afterwards at Spa in Germany , and it is said more of a broken
heart than of any diftemper ; leaving a pofthumous reply to Milton , which was not
published published till after the restoration , and was dedicated to xl The LIFE ...
He died sometime afterwards at Spa in Germany , and it is said more of a broken
heart than of any diftemper ; leaving a pofthumous reply to Milton , which was not
published published till after the restoration , and was dedicated to xl The LIFE ...
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... backward slope their pointing spires , and rollid In billows , leave i'the midst a
horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent
on the dusky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were
land ...
... backward slope their pointing spires , and rollid In billows , leave i'the midst a
horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent
on the dusky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were
land ...
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... that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless
head ; both death and I 815 Am found eternal , and incorporate both ; Nor I on my
part single , in me all Posterity stands eurs'd : fair patrimony That I must leave ye ...
... that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless
head ; both death and I 815 Am found eternal , and incorporate both ; Nor I on my
part single , in me all Posterity stands eurs'd : fair patrimony That I must leave ye ...
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Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ! thus leave Thee , native foil , these happy
walks and shades , 270 Fit haunt of gods ! where I had hope to spend , Quiet
though fad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both ? O flowers ,
That never ...
Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ! thus leave Thee , native foil , these happy
walks and shades , 270 Fit haunt of gods ! where I had hope to spend , Quiet
though fad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both ? O flowers ,
That never ...
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Thus , will this latter , as the former world , 105 Still tend from bad to worse , till
God at last , Wearied with their iniquities , withdraw His presence from among
them , and avert His holy eyes ; resolving from thenceforth To leave them to their
own ...
Thus , will this latter , as the former world , 105 Still tend from bad to worse , till
God at last , Wearied with their iniquities , withdraw His presence from among
them , and avert His holy eyes ; resolving from thenceforth To leave them to their
own ...
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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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