Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. According to the Author's Last Edition, in the Year 1674W. and W. Smith, P. Wilson, and T. Ewing, 1767 - Всего страниц: 348 |
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... highth of this great argument I may affert eternal providence , And justify the ways of God to men . Say firft , for heav'n hides nothing from thy view , A Nor the deep tract of hell , fay first what PARADISE LOST . BOOK I. ...
... highth of this great argument I may affert eternal providence , And justify the ways of God to men . Say firft , for heav'n hides nothing from thy view , A Nor the deep tract of hell , fay first what PARADISE LOST . BOOK I. ...
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... highth fall'n , so much the ftronger prov'd He with his thunder : and till then who knew The force of those dire arms ? yet not for thofe , Nor what the potent victor in his rage Can elfe inflict , do I repent or change , Though chang'd ...
... highth fall'n , so much the ftronger prov'd He with his thunder : and till then who knew The force of those dire arms ? yet not for thofe , Nor what the potent victor in his rage Can elfe inflict , do I repent or change , Though chang'd ...
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... highth . He scarc'd had ceas'd , when the fuperiour fiend Was moving toward the shoar ; his pondrous shield Ethereal temper , maffy , large and round Behind him . caft ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon ...
... highth . He scarc'd had ceas'd , when the fuperiour fiend Was moving toward the shoar ; his pondrous shield Ethereal temper , maffy , large and round Behind him . caft ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon ...
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... and foft recorders ; fuch as rais'd To highth of nobleft temper hero's old Arming to battle , and inftead of rage Deliberate valour breath'd , firm and unmov'd With dread of death to flight or foul retreat , 18 PARADISE LOST . I. 524 .
... and foft recorders ; fuch as rais'd To highth of nobleft temper hero's old Arming to battle , and inftead of rage Deliberate valour breath'd , firm and unmov'd With dread of death to flight or foul retreat , 18 PARADISE LOST . I. 524 .
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... highth , and strait the dores Op'ning their brazen folds discover wide Within her ample spaces , o're the smooth And level pavement : from the arched roof , Pendant by fubtle magic many a row Of starry lamps and blazing creffets , fed ...
... highth , and strait the dores Op'ning their brazen folds discover wide Within her ample spaces , o're the smooth And level pavement : from the arched roof , Pendant by fubtle magic many a row Of starry lamps and blazing creffets , fed ...
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Adam Ægypt againſt alſo angels arm'd beaſt behold beſt blifs call'd cauſe cherubim cloud darkneſs death deep defcend defire divine earth eaſe elfe erft evil eyes faid fair feat feem'd ferpent fhall fide fight fince fire firft firſt fome foon foul fpake fruit ftill fuch gate glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt highth hill himſelf hoft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o're Paradife paſs paſt pleas'd pleaſant pleaſure praiſe puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft repli'd reſt return'd rife rofe Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſpake ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtrength ſuch ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne tree turn'd wandring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe worſe
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Стр. 124 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Стр. 88 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Стр. 121 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Стр. 251 - Matter of scorn, not to be given the foe. However, I with thee have fix'd my lot, Certain to undergo like doom; if death Consort with thee, death is to me as life; So forcible within my heart I feel The bond of nature draw me to my own, My own in thee, for what thou art is mine; Our state cannot be sever'd, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Стр. 44 - Typhoean rage more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air In whirlwind ; hell scarce holds the wild uproar.
Стр. 7 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides, Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Стр. 32 - Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? How he can Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
Стр. 147 - Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Стр. 208 - 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, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Стр. 25 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.