Paradise LostD. Appleton & Company, 1850 - 296 pages |
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... Fathers . To find out the truth of this prophecy , and what to determine thereon , he refers to a full council . What his associates thence attempt . Pandemonium , the palace of Satan , rises , suddenly built out of the deep : the ...
... Fathers . To find out the truth of this prophecy , and what to determine thereon , he refers to a full council . What his associates thence attempt . Pandemonium , the palace of Satan , rises , suddenly built out of the deep : the ...
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... father - in - law . 11. Siloa was a fountain flowing near the temple of Jerusalem . 15. Th ' Aonian mount ; the classical seat of the Muses . 16. It has been supposed that Milton took the idea of writing a poem on the loss of Paradise ...
... father - in - law . 11. Siloa was a fountain flowing near the temple of Jerusalem . 15. Th ' Aonian mount ; the classical seat of the Muses . 16. It has been supposed that Milton took the idea of writing a poem on the loss of Paradise ...
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... Father , what intends thy hand , she cry'd , Against thy only Son ? What fury , O Son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart Against thy Father's head ? and know'st for whom ? For Him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ...
... Father , what intends thy hand , she cry'd , Against thy only Son ? What fury , O Son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart Against thy Father's head ? and know'st for whom ? For Him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ...
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... Father , and that phantasm call'st my Son ; I know thee not , nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee . 743 T " whom thus the portress of Hell gate reply'd : Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine ...
... Father , and that phantasm call'st my Son ; I know thee not , nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee . 743 T " whom thus the portress of Hell gate reply'd : Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine ...
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... Father , I forewarn thee , shun His deadly arrow ; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright arms , Though temper'd heav'nly , for that mortal dint , Save He who reigns above , none can resist . 800 805 810 815 She finish'd ...
... Father , I forewarn thee , shun His deadly arrow ; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright arms , Though temper'd heav'nly , for that mortal dint , Save He who reigns above , none can resist . 800 805 810 815 She finish'd ...
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Adam Alcinous Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd Argob arm'd arms beast Beelzebub behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell earth eternal ev'ning ev'ry evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flow'rs fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hath heart Heav'n Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill Ithuriel join'd King lest light live mankind Messiah Milton Moloch morn night Nisroch o'er ordain'd pain Paradise pass'd peace pow'r Ramiel reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shalt sight soon spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thyself tow'rds tree turn'd UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA vex'd Virgil voice wand'ring whence wings words Zephon
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Page 296 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide: They hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 106 - 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.
Page 119 - 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.
Page 33 - A shout, that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : with them rose A forest huge of spears ; and thronging helms Appear'd, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable...
Page 26 - Of some great ammiral, were but a wand — He walked with, to support uneasy steps Over the burning marie, not like those steps On Heaven's azure; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.
Page 94 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold...
Page 69 - 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...
Page 251 - And straight conjunction with this sex : for either He never shall find out fit mate, but such As some misfortune brings him, or mistake ; Or whom he wishes most shall seldom gain Through her perverseness, but shall see her gain'd By a far worse ; or if she love, withheld By parents ; or his happiest choice too late Shall meet, already link'd and wedlock-bound To a fell adversary, his hate or shame ; Which infinite calamity shall cause To human life, and household peace confound.
Page 69 - 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 120 - 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.