Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksJacob Tonson in the Strand, 1826 - 350 pàgines |
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Pàgina 17
... looks Downcast and damp ; yet such wherein appear'd Obscure some glimpse of joy , to have found their Chief Not in despair , to have found themselves not lost 525 In loss itself : which on his countenance cast Like doubtful hue : but he ...
... looks Downcast and damp ; yet such wherein appear'd Obscure some glimpse of joy , to have found their Chief Not in despair , to have found themselves not lost 525 In loss itself : which on his countenance cast Like doubtful hue : but he ...
Pàgina 19
... Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams ; or from behind the moon , In dim eclipse , disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations , and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs . Darken'd so , yet shone Above them all ...
... Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams ; or from behind the moon , In dim eclipse , disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations , and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs . Darken'd so , yet shone Above them all ...
Pàgina 21
... 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 , and by his suggestion taught , 685 Ransack'd ...
... 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 , and by his suggestion taught , 685 Ransack'd ...
Pàgina 28
... look denounced Desperate revenge , and battle dangerous To less than Gods . On the other side uprose Belial , in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity composed , and high exploit : But ...
... look denounced Desperate revenge , and battle dangerous To less than Gods . On the other side uprose Belial , in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity composed , and high exploit : But ...
Pàgina 33
... look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air , while thus he spake . 300 305 Thrones and Imperial Powers , Offspring of Heaven , Ethereal Virtues ! or these titles now Must we renounce , and , changing style ...
... look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air , while thus he spake . 300 305 Thrones and Imperial Powers , Offspring of Heaven , Ethereal Virtues ! or these titles now Must we renounce , and , changing style ...
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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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Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...