Paradise Lost: With Variorum Notes ... and a Memoir of the Life of Milton ... by James Prendeville |
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Էջ xi
... and not less to an inward prompting , which now grew daily upon me , that with labour and intense study , ( which I take to be my portion in this life ) joined with strong propensity of nature , I might perhaps leave something so ...
... and not less to an inward prompting , which now grew daily upon me , that with labour and intense study , ( which I take to be my portion in this life ) joined with strong propensity of nature , I might perhaps leave something so ...
Էջ xiii
... had purchased a less good by a greater evil , —the meed of glory by the loss of life ; but that I might procure great good by little suffering : that though blind , I may still discharge the most honourable duties , the performance ...
... had purchased a less good by a greater evil , —the meed of glory by the loss of life ; but that I might procure great good by little suffering : that though blind , I may still discharge the most honourable duties , the performance ...
Էջ xxiv
“ I think it is about ten years , more or less , since I began to perceive that my eye - sight grew weak and dim , and at the same time my spleen and bowels to be oppressed and troubled with flatus ; and in the morning when I began to ...
“ I think it is about ten years , more or less , since I began to perceive that my eye - sight grew weak and dim , and at the same time my spleen and bowels to be oppressed and troubled with flatus ; and in the morning when I began to ...
Էջ xlv
Thenyet not then for the first time - did we find you not less powerful in council , than in the arts of war . Day by day it was your occupation in the senate , to provide that the faith plighted with the enemy be maintained , or that ...
Thenyet not then for the first time - did we find you not less powerful in council , than in the arts of war . Day by day it was your occupation in the senate , to provide that the faith plighted with the enemy be maintained , or that ...
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About a dozen Italian writers , many of less note than even Andreini , have been grubbed out of their obscurity by as many critics in their idle search . The Italian origin having eventually been given up as hopeless , a whole host of ...
About a dozen Italian writers , many of less note than even Andreini , have been grubbed out of their obscurity by as many critics in their idle search . The Italian origin having eventually been given up as hopeless , a whole host of ...
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Էջ xi - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom He pleases.
Էջ 50 - And Wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial light, Shine inward, and the mind, through all her powers, Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Էջ 352 - Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea ! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
Էջ lvii - Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Էջ 348 - Above it stood the Seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly. And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.
Էջ 91 - Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Էջ 106 - Join voices, all ye living Souls : Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light...
Էջ 73 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Էջ lx - Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee, and deify his power, Who from the terror of this arm so late Doubted his empire; that were low indeed, That were an ignominy, and shame beneath This downfall...
Էջ 50 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...