The Paradise Lost of Milton, Volum 1Septimus Prowett, 1827 - 24 pàgines |
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Pàgina 92
... Adam's room The head of all mankind , though Adam's son . As in him perish all men , so in thee , 1 As from a second root , shall be restored As many as are restored , without thee none . His crime makes guilty all his sons ; thy merit ...
... Adam's room The head of all mankind , though Adam's son . As in him perish all men , so in thee , 1 As from a second root , shall be restored As many as are restored , without thee none . His crime makes guilty all his sons ; thy merit ...
Pàgina 109
... Adam's abode ; those lofty shades , his bower . Thy way thou canst not miss , me mine requires . Thus said , he turned ; and Satan , bowing low , As to superiour Spirits is wont in Heaven , Where honour due and reverence none neglects ...
... Adam's abode ; those lofty shades , his bower . Thy way thou canst not miss , me mine requires . Thus said , he turned ; and Satan , bowing low , As to superiour Spirits is wont in Heaven , Where honour due and reverence none neglects ...
Pàgina 112
... Adam and Eve discourse of going to their rest : Their bower described ; their evening worship . Gabriel , drawing forth his bands of night - watch to walk the rounds of Paradise , appoints two strong Angels to Adam's bower , lest the ...
... Adam and Eve discourse of going to their rest : Their bower described ; their evening worship . Gabriel , drawing forth his bands of night - watch to walk the rounds of Paradise , appoints two strong Angels to Adam's bower , lest the ...
Pàgina 125
... Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons , the fairest of her daughters Eve . Under a tuft of shade that on a green Stood whispering soft , by a fresh fountain side They sat them down ; and , after no more toil Of their sweet ...
... Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons , the fairest of her daughters Eve . Under a tuft of shade that on a green Stood whispering soft , by a fresh fountain side They sat them down ; and , after no more toil Of their sweet ...
Pàgina 129
... Adam first of men To first of women Eve thus moving speech , Turned him , all ear to hear new utterance flow . Sole partner , and sole part , of all these joys , Dearer thyself than all ; needs must the Power That made us , and for us ...
... Adam first of men To first of women Eve thus moving speech , Turned him , all ear to hear new utterance flow . Sole partner , and sole part , of all these joys , Dearer thyself than all ; needs must the Power That made us , and for us ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Abdiel Adam adore Almighty angelick Angels Arch-Angel arms battle Beelzebub behold Belial bliss burning lake celestial chariot Cherub Cherubim cloud creatures dark deeds deep delight Designed & Engraved divine dread earth equal eternal ethereal evil fair Fair Angel fall Father fear fell Fiend fierce fiery fire flames flowers gates glory Gods gold golden grace hand happy hast hate hath Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour horrid horrour host infernal Ithuriel King legions less light Messiah Moloch night o'er once ordained pain PARADISE LOST praise rage reign revenge round Satan Satan return scaped seat seemed Seraph Seraphim shade shalt shape sight soon sovran spake Spirits stood sweet taste terrour Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou thoughts throne thunder thyself Uriel wall of Heaven Weening whence winds wings wonder Zephon
Passatges populars
Pàgina 138 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds, nor rising sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful evening mild, nor silent night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.
Pàgina 13 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Pàgina 162 - Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Pàgina 139 - 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. How often, from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to others...
Pàgina 136 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Pàgina 114 - 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...
Pàgina 81 - Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the Sun, Before the Heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising World of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite...
Pàgina 138 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Pàgina 83 - 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.
Pàgina 161 - 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.