Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. According to the Author's Last Edition, in the Year 1674W. and W. Smith, P. Wilson, and T. Ewing, 1767 - 348 pages |
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... scorn , Or fatiate fury yield it from our foe . Seest thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wilde , The feat of desolation , void of light , Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From ...
... scorn , Or fatiate fury yield it from our foe . Seest thou yon dreary plain , forlorn and wilde , The feat of desolation , void of light , Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From ...
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... scorn , Tears such as angels weep , burst forth ; at last Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O myriads of immortal spirits , O powers Matchless , but with th'Almighty , and that strife Was not inglorious , though th'event ...
... scorn , Tears such as angels weep , burst forth ; at last Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O myriads of immortal spirits , O powers Matchless , but with th'Almighty , and that strife Was not inglorious , though th'event ...
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... scorn Where I reign king , and to enrage thee more , Thy king and lord ? back to thy punishment , False fugitive , and to thy speed add wings , ) Thy lingring , or with one stroke of this dart So spake the griefly terrour , and in shape ...
... scorn Where I reign king , and to enrage thee more , Thy king and lord ? back to thy punishment , False fugitive , and to thy speed add wings , ) Thy lingring , or with one stroke of this dart So spake the griefly terrour , and in shape ...
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... scorn , shall never taste ; But hard be hard'nd , blind be blinded more , That they may stumble on , and deeper fall ; And none but such from mercy I exclude . But yet all is not done ; man disobeying , Disloyal breaks his fealtie , and ...
... scorn , shall never taste ; But hard be hard'nd , blind be blinded more , That they may stumble on , and deeper fall ; And none but such from mercy I exclude . But yet all is not done ; man disobeying , Disloyal breaks his fealtie , and ...
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... scorn , Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you , there fitting where ye durst not foare ; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown , The lowest of your throng ; or if ye know , Why ask ye , and superfluous begin Your message ...
... scorn , Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you , there fitting where ye durst not foare ; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown , The lowest of your throng ; or if ye know , Why ask ye , and superfluous begin Your message ...
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Adam alſo angels anſwer'd behold beſt bliſs bright call'd cauſe cloſe cloud courſe darkneſs death deep defire deſcend didſt earth eaſe elſe evil eyes fair faſt feat ferpent fide fight fince fire firſt foon foul fruit fuch gate giv'n glory haſt hath heav'n heav'nly hell highth himſelf juſt laſt leaſt leſs light loft loſe moſt muſt night o're Paradiſe paſs paſs'd paſt pleaſant pleaſure praiſe preſent rais'd reaſon repli'd reſt return'd riſe roſe Satan ſaw ſay ſcarce ſcorn ſea ſecond ſee ſeek ſeem'd ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſerve ſet ſeveral ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhew ſhine ſhould ſince ſmall ſome ſon ſpake ſpeed ſpirits ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſuch ſweet taſte thee themſelves thence theſe things thoſe thou thoughts throne thyſelf tree turn'd univerſal vaſt waſte whoſe wings worſe
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Page 124 - 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.
Page 88 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Page 121 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Page 251 - Matter of scorn, not to be given the foe. However, I with thee have fix'd my lot, Certain to undergo like doom; if death Consort with thee, death is to me as life; So forcible within my heart I feel The bond of nature draw me to my own, My own in thee, for what thou art is mine; Our state cannot be sever'd, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Page 44 - Typhoean rage more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air In whirlwind ; hell scarce holds the wild uproar.
Page 7 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides, Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Page 32 - Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? How he can Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
Page 147 - Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Page 208 - 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 25 - 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.