Paradise Lost: A PoemBaudry's European Library, 1833 - 351 pages |
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... whence they fell ! There the companions of his fall , o'erwhelm'd With floods and whirlwinds of tempestuous fire , He soon discerns ; and , weltering by his side , One next himself in power , and next in crime , Long after known in ...
... whence they fell ! There the companions of his fall , o'erwhelm'd With floods and whirlwinds of tempestuous fire , He soon discerns ; and , weltering by his side , One next himself in power , and next in crime , Long after known in ...
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... whence these raging fires Will slacken , if his breath stir not their flames . Our purer essence then will overcome Their noxious vapour , or , inur'd , not feel ; Or chang'd at length , and to the place conform'd In temper and in ...
... whence these raging fires Will slacken , if his breath stir not their flames . Our purer essence then will overcome Their noxious vapour , or , inur'd , not feel ; Or chang'd at length , and to the place conform'd In temper and in ...
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... whence deep thunders roar Mustering their rage , and Heaven resembles Hell As he our darkness , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This desert soil Wants not her hidden lustre , gems and gold ; Nor want we skill or art , from ...
... whence deep thunders roar Mustering their rage , and Heaven resembles Hell As he our darkness , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This desert soil Wants not her hidden lustre , gems and gold ; Nor want we skill or art , from ...
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... whence , But from the author of all ill , could spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and Earth with Hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creator ? But their spite still serves His ...
... whence , But from the author of all ill , could spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and Earth with Hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creator ? But their spite still serves His ...
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... whence , with neighbouring arms , An opportune excursion , we may chance Re - enter Heaven : or else in some mild zone Dwell , not unvisited of Heaven's fair light , Secure ; and at the brightening orient beam Purge off this gloom : the ...
... whence , with neighbouring arms , An opportune excursion , we may chance Re - enter Heaven : or else in some mild zone Dwell , not unvisited of Heaven's fair light , Secure ; and at the brightening orient beam Purge off this gloom : the ...
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Page 13 - Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe. His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand...
Page 66 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Page 5 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
Page 4 - 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...
Page 11 - 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.
Page 109 - 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...
Page 127 - But know that, in the soul, Are many lesser faculties, that serve Reason as chief: among these, Fancy next Her office holds; of all external things, Which the five watchful senses represent, She forms imaginations, aery shapes, Which Reason, joining or disjoining, frames All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion ; then retires Into her private cell, when Nature rests.
Page 110 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, 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
Page 7 - What though the field be lost ? All is not lost — the unconquerable will. And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield ; And what is else not to be overcome ? That glory never shall his wrath or might no Extort from me.
Page 92 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd 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 I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...