Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve BooksTimothy Bedlington, 1820 - 305 pàgines |
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Pàgina 3
... 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 , 5 Sing , heav'nly Muse , that on the secret top Of ...
... 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 , 5 Sing , heav'nly Muse , that on the secret top Of ...
Pàgina 58
... first beheld , Our two first parents , yet the only two Of mankind , in the happy garden plac'd , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love , 65 Uniterrupted joy , unrivall'd love , In blissful solitude ; * 58 Book III . PARADISE LOST .
... first beheld , Our two first parents , yet the only two Of mankind , in the happy garden plac'd , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love , 65 Uniterrupted joy , unrivall'd love , In blissful solitude ; * 58 Book III . PARADISE LOST .
Pàgina 68
... fruits Of painful superstition and blind zeal , Nought seeking but the praise of men , here find Fit retribution , empty as their deeds ; All the unaccomplish'd works of Nature's hand , 455 Abortive , monstrous , or unkindly mix'd ...
... fruits Of painful superstition and blind zeal , Nought seeking but the praise of men , here find Fit retribution , empty as their deeds ; All the unaccomplish'd works of Nature's hand , 455 Abortive , monstrous , or unkindly mix'd ...
Pàgina 83
... fruit , Blossoms and fruits at once of golden hue , Appear'd , with gay enamel'd colours mix'd ; On which the sun more glad impress'd his beams Than in fair evening clond , or humid bow , 149 When God hath show'r'd the earth ; so lovely ...
... fruit , Blossoms and fruits at once of golden hue , Appear'd , with gay enamel'd colours mix'd ; On which the sun more glad impress'd his beams Than in fair evening clond , or humid bow , 149 When God hath show'r'd the earth ; so lovely ...
Pàgina 84
... fruit Of vegetable gold ; and next to life , 210 215 220 Our death , the tree of knowledge , grew fast by , Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill , Southward through Eden went a river large , Nor chang'd his course , but through ...
... fruit Of vegetable gold ; and next to life , 210 215 220 Our death , the tree of knowledge , grew fast by , Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill , Southward through Eden went a river large , Nor chang'd his course , but through ...
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Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms beast behold bliss BOOK bright burning lake call'd celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud creatures Cusco dark days of Heaven death deep delight divine dreadful dwell eternal etherial evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith fall'n Father fear Fiend fierce fire fix'd form'd fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live mankind Messiah mix'd morn night o'er ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd peace plac'd pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph serpent shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
Passatges populars
Pàgina 60 - Tunes her nocturnal note : 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...
Pàgina 221 - 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.
Pàgina 162 - To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues; In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
Pàgina 82 - I sdein'd subjection, and thought one step higher Would set me highest, and in a moment quit The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burdensome still paying, still to owe...
Pàgina 116 - Six wings he wore, to shade His lineaments divine: the pair that clad Each shoulder broad came mantling o'er his breast With regal ornament; the middle pair Girt like a starry zone his waist, and round Skirted his loins and thighs with downy gold And colours dipt in heaven; the third his feet Shadow'd from either heel with feather'd mail, Sky-tinctured grain.
Pàgina 21 - To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing, and half enclose him round With all his peers: Attention held them mute. Thrice he assay'd, and thrice, in spite of scorn, Tears, such as Angels weep, burst forth: at last Words, interwove with sighs, found out their way.
Pàgina 12 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views, At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Pàgina 111 - All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion; then retires Into her private Cell when Nature rests.
Pàgina 13 - They heard, and were abash'd, 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.
Pàgina 113 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. 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.