Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksJacob Tonson in the Strand, 1826 - 350 |
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... bright ! If he whom mutual league , United thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , Join'd with me once , now misery hath join'd 70 70 75 80 85 90 In equal ruin ! Into what pit thou seest , 1 * PARADISE ...
... bright ! If he whom mutual league , United thoughts and counsels , equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise , Join'd with me once , now misery hath join'd 70 70 75 80 85 90 In equal ruin ! Into what pit thou seest , 1 * PARADISE ...
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... bright , Which but the Omnipotent none could have foil'd ! If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge Of battle when it raged , in all ...
... bright , Which but the Omnipotent none could have foil'd ! If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst extremes , and on the perilous edge Of battle when it raged , in all ...
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... bright or obscure , Like cumbrous flesh ; but , in what shape they choose , Can execute their aery purposes , And works of love or enmity fulfil . For those the race of Israel oft forsook 430 Their Living Strength , and unfrequented ...
... bright or obscure , Like cumbrous flesh ; but , in what shape they choose , Can execute their aery purposes , And works of love or enmity fulfil . For those the race of Israel oft forsook 430 Their Living Strength , and unfrequented ...
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... bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs ; In Sion also not unsung , where stood Her temple on the offensive mountain , built By that uxorious king , whose heart , though large , Beguiled by fair ...
... bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs ; In Sion also not unsung , where stood Her temple on the offensive mountain , built By that uxorious king , whose heart , though large , Beguiled by fair ...
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... d structure high , Where sceptred Angels held their residence , And sat as princes : whom the supreme King Exalted to such power , and gave to rule , 730 735 Each in his hierarchy , the orders bright . Nor 22 B. I. PARADISE LOST .
... d structure high , Where sceptred Angels held their residence , And sat as princes : whom the supreme King Exalted to such power , and gave to rule , 730 735 Each in his hierarchy , the orders bright . Nor 22 B. I. PARADISE LOST .
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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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Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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...
Strona 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...
Strona 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.
Strona 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.
Strona 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...