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... Hateful to utter : but what pow'r of mind , Foreseeing , or prefaging , from the depth Of knowledge paft or prefent , could have fear'd , How fuch united force of Gods , how fuch As flood like thefe , could ever know repulfe ? 630 .
... Hateful to utter : but what pow'r of mind , Foreseeing , or prefaging , from the depth Of knowledge paft or prefent , could have fear'd , How fuch united force of Gods , how fuch As flood like thefe , could ever know repulfe ? 630 .
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... during dark Surrounds me ! from the chearful ways of men Cut off ; and for the book of knowledge fair , Prefented with a univerfal blank " Of nature's works , to me expung'd and ras'd , And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out !
... during dark Surrounds me ! from the chearful ways of men Cut off ; and for the book of knowledge fair , Prefented with a univerfal blank " Of nature's works , to me expung'd and ras'd , And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out !
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They therefore , as to right belong'd , So were created , nor can juftly accufe Their Maker , or their making , or their fate : As if predeftination over - rul'd Their will , difpos'd by abfolute decree , Or high fore - knowledge .
They therefore , as to right belong'd , So were created , nor can juftly accufe Their Maker , or their making , or their fate : As if predeftination over - rul'd Their will , difpos'd by abfolute decree , Or high fore - knowledge .
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The garden defcribed ; Satan's first fight of Adam and Eve ; his wonder at their excellent form and happy ftate , but with refolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse ; thence gathers that the Tree of Knowledge was ...
The garden defcribed ; Satan's first fight of Adam and Eve ; his wonder at their excellent form and happy ftate , but with refolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse ; thence gathers that the Tree of Knowledge was ...
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... High eminent , blooming ambrofial fruit * Of vegetable gold and next to life , Our death , the Tree of Knowledge , grew fast by ; ; H 2 Know210 215 220 Knowledge of good , bought dear by knowing ill ! Book IV . 95 PARADISE LOST .
... High eminent , blooming ambrofial fruit * Of vegetable gold and next to life , Our death , the Tree of Knowledge , grew fast by ; ; H 2 Know210 215 220 Knowledge of good , bought dear by knowing ill ! Book IV . 95 PARADISE LOST .
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ADAM angel appear arms behold Book bounds bright bring call'd cloud coming created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall FATHER fear feat feem'd felf fell fhall fide field fight fince fire firft firſt flood fome fons foon foul fpake fpirits fruit ftill fuch glory Gods grace hand happy hath head heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell hill hope human king knowledge land leave lefs light live loft looks meet mind morn nature never night once pain Paradife peace perhaps pow'r reafon receive reign reply'd rife round SATAN thee thefe thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts throne till tree virtue voice whofe wide winds wings
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Page 62 - 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.
Page 3 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 289 - Rather than solid virtue; all but a rib Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, More to the part sinister; from me drawn, Well if thrown out, as supernumerary To my just number found. O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 89 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Page 19 - Arch-Angel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd ; and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemn'd For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Page 217 - She disappear'd, and left me dark: I wak'd To find her, or for ever to deplore Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure...
Page 226 - Nor skill'd nor studious higher argument Remains, sufficient of itself to raise That name, unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing Depress'd, and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers who brings it nightly to my ear.
Page 23 - 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, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.
Page 94 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 136 - Time may come, when Men With Angels may participate, and find No inconvenient diet, nor too light fare; And from these corporal nutriments perhaps Your bodies may at last turn all to spirit...
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| Title | Paradise lost, a poem. 2nd Scots ed |
| Author | John Milton |
| Published | 1746 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | Sep 25, 2006 |
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