Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksJacob Tonson in the Strand, 1826 - 350 sidor |
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... thought Both of lost happiness , and lasting pain , Torments him round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge ... thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , Join'd with me once , now misery hath ...
... thought Both of lost happiness , and lasting pain , Torments him round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge ... thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , Join'd with me once , now misery hath ...
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... thoughts , and chase Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow , and pain From mortal or immortal minds . Thus they , Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Moved on in silence to soft pipes , that charm'd Their painful steps o ...
... thoughts , and chase Anguish , and doubt , and fear , and sorrow , and pain From mortal or immortal minds . Thus they , Breathing united force , with fixed thought , Moved on in silence to soft pipes , that charm'd Their painful steps o ...
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... pit shall never hold 655 Celestial Spirits in bondage , nor the abyss Long under darkness cover . But these thoughts Full counsel must mature : Peace is despair'd ; 660 For who can think submission ? War then , War 20 B. I. PARADISE LOST .
... pit shall never hold 655 Celestial Spirits in bondage , nor the abyss Long under darkness cover . But these thoughts Full counsel must mature : Peace is despair'd ; 660 For who can think submission ? War then , War 20 B. I. PARADISE LOST .
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... thoughts From Heaven ; for e'en in Heaven his looks and Were always downward bent , admiring more 681 The riches of Heaven's pavement , trodden gold , Than ought divine or holy else enjoy'd In vision beatific : by him first Men also ...
... thoughts From Heaven ; for e'en in Heaven his looks and Were always downward bent , admiring more 681 The riches of Heaven's pavement , trodden gold , Than ought divine or holy else enjoy'd In vision beatific : by him first Men also ...
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... thoughts were low To vice industrious , but to nobler deeds Timorous and slothful : yet he pleased the ear , And with persuasive accent thus began . I should be much for open war , O Peers , As not behind in hate ; if what was urged ...
... thoughts were low To vice industrious , but to nobler deeds Timorous and slothful : yet he pleased the ear , And with persuasive accent thus began . I should be much for open war , O Peers , As not behind in hate ; if what was urged ...
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Adam Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms beast Beelzebub behold bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark days of Heaven death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live lost mankind Messiah Michaël mix'd nigh night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise PARADISE LOST pass'd peace reign replied return'd round sapience Satan scape seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice whence wings wonder Zephon
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Sida 56 - 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.
Sida 210 - So saying, her rash hand, in evil hour, Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.
Sida 76 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Sida 213 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of Nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Sida 107 - Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn. Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises that sweet hour of prime.
Sida 3 - OF 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...
Sida 81 - But rather to tell how, — if art could tell,— How from that sapphire fount the crisped brooks, Rolling on orient pearl and sands of gold, With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy...
Sida 50 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Sida 11 - Over the burning marie, not like those steps On heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.
Sida 85 - Ah, gentle pair, ye little think how nigh Your change approaches, when all these delights Will vanish and deliver ye to woe, More woe, the more your taste is now of joy...