up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? And who know?, Let this be good, whether our angry Foe Can give it, or will ever 1 How he can, Is doubtful; that he never will, is sure. Will he, so wise, let loose at once... Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books - Էջ 31John Milton - 1829 - 332 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
| John White (A.M.) - 1826 - 340 էջ
...intellectual being— To perish rather!—swallow'd up and lost Those thoughts that wander through eternity— In the wide womb of uncreated night, 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;... | |
| Wilkins Tannehill - 1827 - 368 էջ
...the "blind idolater of chance," destined to " wander through eternity; To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion." These doctrines are repugnant to our ideas of the wisdom and justice of the Creator, but we should... | |
| Wilkins Tannehill - 1827 - 360 էջ
...the "blind idolater of chance," destined to " wander through eternity; To perish rather, swallpw'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion." These doctrines are repugnant to our ideas of the wisdom and justice of the Creator, but we should... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 418 էջ
...this intellectual being, 20 Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe 25 Can give it, or mil ever ? how he can Is doubtful;... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1828 - 452 էջ
...this intellectual being, 20 Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe 25 Can give it, or will ever ? how he cdn Is doubtful;... | |
| Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 806 էջ
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity To perish rather, swallowed up and lost, In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion Í Id. All heart they live, all head, all eye, all ear, All intellect, all sense. Id. How fully hast... | |
| Ebenezer Porter - 1830 - 420 էջ
...this intellectual being, 20 Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, Devoid of sense and motion ? and -who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe 25 Can give it, or mil ever ? how he core Is doubtful;... | |
| John Milton - 1831 - 290 էջ
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, 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;... | |
| John Milton - 1832 - 1084 էջ
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, 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;... | |
| Jacques Delille - 1832 - 476 էջ
...pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost In the wide womb of uncreated night, 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;... | |
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