The Works of the English Poets, Հատոր 3 |
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Which action pass'd over , the poem haftes into the midst of things , presenting
Satan with his Angels now falling into Hell , describd here , not in the center ( for
Heaven and Earth way be suppos'd as yet not made , certainly not yet accurs'd ) ...
Which action pass'd over , the poem haftes into the midst of things , presenting
Satan with his Angels now falling into Hell , describd here , not in the center ( for
Heaven and Earth way be suppos'd as yet not made , certainly not yet accurs'd ) ...
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Farewell happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells : Hail horrors , hail Infernal
world , and thou profoundeft Hell Receive thy new pofleflor ; one who brings A
mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself
Can ...
Farewell happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells : Hail horrors , hail Infernal
world , and thou profoundeft Hell Receive thy new pofleflor ; one who brings A
mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself
Can ...
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... came down , The tempter ere th ' accuser of man - kind , To wreck on innocent
frail man his loss of that firlt battel , and his flight to Hell : Yet not rejoicing in his
speed , though bold Far off and fearless , nor with cause to boast , Begins his dire
...
... came down , The tempter ere th ' accuser of man - kind , To wreck on innocent
frail man his loss of that firlt battel , and his flight to Hell : Yet not rejoicing in his
speed , though bold Far off and fearless , nor with cause to boast , Begins his dire
...
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Which way I fly is Hell ; myself am Hell ; 75 And in the lowest deep a lower deep
Still threatning to devour me opens wide , To which the Hell I suffer seems a
Heaven . O then at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance , none for
pardon ...
Which way I fly is Hell ; myself am Hell ; 75 And in the lowest deep a lower deep
Still threatning to devour me opens wide , To which the Hell I suffer seems a
Heaven . O then at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance , none for
pardon ...
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... and his flight to Hell : Yet not rejoicing in his speed , though bold Far off and
fearless , nor with cause to boast , Begins his dire attempt , which nigh the birth
15 Now rolling boils in his tumultuous breast , And like a devilish engin back
recoils ...
... and his flight to Hell : Yet not rejoicing in his speed , though bold Far off and
fearless , nor with cause to boast , Begins his dire attempt , which nigh the birth
15 Now rolling boils in his tumultuous breast , And like a devilish engin back
recoils ...
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Էջ 13 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
Էջ 208 - Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd 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?
Էջ 7 - 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 117 - 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.
Էջ 58 - 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 58 - 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 16 - They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake. Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel; Yet to their general's voice they soon obeyed Innumerable.
Էջ 117 - Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
Էջ 57 - Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Էջ 115 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
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| Վերնագիր | The Works of the English Poets, Հատոր 3 The Works of the English Poets, Samuel Johnson Հատոր 3 of The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Samuel Johnson |
| Editor | Samuel Johnson |
| Հրատարակիչ | H. Hughs, 1779 |
| Original from | Նյու Յորքի Հանրային գրադարան |
| Digitized | 22 Հոկտեմբեր 2005 |
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