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... pure , Instruct me , for Thou know'st ; Thou from the first Wast present , and with mighty wings outspread Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And mad'st it pregnant : What in me is dark Illumine , what is low raise and ...
... pure , Instruct me , for Thou know'st ; Thou from the first Wast present , and with mighty wings outspread Dove - like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And mad'st it pregnant : What in me is dark Illumine , what is low raise and ...
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... or both ; so soft And uncompounded is their essence pure , Not ty'd or manacled with joint or limb , 425 Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones , Like C 2 PARADISE LOST . 15 Worshipp'd in Rabba and her watry plain, ...
... or both ; so soft And uncompounded is their essence pure , Not ty'd or manacled with joint or limb , 425 Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones , Like C 2 PARADISE LOST . 15 Worshipp'd in Rabba and her watry plain, ...
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... Since God is light , And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity , dwelt then in thee , Bright effluence of bright essence increate . 5 Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain G3 BOOK THE THIRD. ...
... Since God is light , And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity , dwelt then in thee , Bright effluence of bright essence increate . 5 Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain G3 BOOK THE THIRD. ...
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John Milton. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun , Before the Heav'ns thou wert , and at the voice Of God , as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep ...
John Milton. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream , Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun , Before the Heav'ns thou wert , and at the voice Of God , as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep ...
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... pure empyréan where he sits High thron'd above all height , bent down his eye , His own works and their works at once to view : About him all the Sanctities of Heav'n Stood thick as stars , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past ...
... pure empyréan where he sits High thron'd above all height , bent down his eye , His own works and their works at once to view : About him all the Sanctities of Heav'n Stood thick as stars , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past ...
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Strona 133 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. 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.
Strona 263 - 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 2 - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Strona 114 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Strona 133 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, 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 26 - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
Strona 252 - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Strona 25 - Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven ; The roof was fretted gold.
Strona 29 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Strona 66 - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old; Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.