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Then with expanded wings he fteers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dufky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With folid , as the lake with liquid fire ; And fuch appear'd in ...
Then with expanded wings he fteers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dufky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With folid , as the lake with liquid fire ; And fuch appear'd in ...
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... his fhoulders like the moon , whofe orb Through optic glafs the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fefolé , Or in Valdarno , to defery new lands , 250 255 260 265 270 275 280 290 Rivers or mountains in her fpotty globe .
... his fhoulders like the moon , whofe orb Through optic glafs the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fefolé , Or in Valdarno , to defery new lands , 250 255 260 265 270 275 280 290 Rivers or mountains in her fpotty globe .
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... rejoicing in their matchlefs chief : As when from mountain tops the dufky clouds Afcending , while the north wind fleeps . o'erfpread Heav'n's chearful facè , the louring element Scowls o'er the darken'd land kip , fnow , or fhower ...
... rejoicing in their matchlefs chief : As when from mountain tops the dufky clouds Afcending , while the north wind fleeps . o'erfpread Heav'n's chearful facè , the louring element Scowls o'er the darken'd land kip , fnow , or fhower ...
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... beat with perpetual forms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin feenus Of ancient pile ; all elfe deep fnow and ice ; A gulph profound , as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and ...
... beat with perpetual forms Of whirlwind and dire hail , which on firm land Thaws not , but gathers heap , and ruin feenus Of ancient pile ; all elfe deep fnow and ice ; A gulph profound , as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and ...
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Quench'd in a boggy Syrtis , neither fea , Nor good dry land : nigh founder'd , on he fares , 940 Treading the crude confiftence , half on foot , Half fly'ing ; behoves him now both oar and fail . As when a gryphon , through the ...
Quench'd in a boggy Syrtis , neither fea , Nor good dry land : nigh founder'd , on he fares , 940 Treading the crude confiftence , half on foot , Half fly'ing ; behoves him now both oar and fail . As when a gryphon , through the ...
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Page 237 - 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 159 - And God said, Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the waters. And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament: and it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And the evening and the morning were the second day.
Page 26 - Lie thus astonished on the oblivious pool, And call them not to share with us their part In this unhappy mansion, or once more, With rallied arms, to try what may be yet Regained in Heaven, or what more lost in Hell?
Page 36 - 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.
Page 174 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here? Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent: Tell me how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Page 119 - O Adam, one Almighty is, from whom All things proceed, and up to him return, If not depraved from good; created all Such to perfection, one first matter all...
Page 204 - Here grows the cure of all, this fruit divine, Fair to the eye, inviting to the taste, Of virtue to make wise: What hinders then To reach, and feed at once both body and mind ? So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat!
Page 204 - For good unknown sure is not had, or had And yet unknown is as not had at all. In plain then, what forbids He but to know, Forbids us good, forbids us to be wise? Such prohibitions bind not.
Page 101 - Yon flowery arbours, yonder alleys green, Our walk at noon, with branches overgrown, That mock our scant manuring, and require More hands than ours to lop their wanton growth: Those blossoms also and those dropping gums, That lie bestrewn unsightly and unsmooth, Ask riddance, if we mean to tread with ease: Meanwhile, as nature wills, night bids us rest.
Page 69 - 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 ; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
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| Title | Paradise lost a poem, with a biogr. and critical account of the author [by E. Fenton]. |
| Author | John Milton |
| Published | 1789 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | Aug 9, 2006 |
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