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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... lasting pain Torments him ; round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge affliction and dismay , Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : • At once as far as angels ken he views 2 PARADISE LOST . I. 28 .
... lasting pain Torments him ; round he throws his baleful eyes , That witness'd huge affliction and dismay , Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : • At once as far as angels ken he views 2 PARADISE LOST . I. 28 .
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... eyes That sparkling blaz'd , his other parts besides , Prone on the flood , extended long and large , Lay floating many a rood , in bulk as huge As whom the fables name of monstrous fize , Titanian , or earth - born , that warr'd on ...
... eyes That sparkling blaz'd , his other parts besides , Prone on the flood , extended long and large , Lay floating many a rood , in bulk as huge As whom the fables name of monstrous fize , Titanian , or earth - born , that warr'd on ...
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... eye furvey'd the dark idolatries Of alienated Judah , Next came one Who mourn'd in earnest , when the captive ark Maim'd his brute image , head and hands lopt off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , Where he fell flat , and sham'd ...
... eye furvey'd the dark idolatries Of alienated Judah , Next came one Who mourn'd in earnest , when the captive ark Maim'd his brute image , head and hands lopt off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , Where he fell flat , and sham'd ...
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... eye , and soon traverse The whole battalion views , their order due , Their vifages and ftature as of gods , Their number last he fumms . And now his heart Diftends with pride , and hardning in his strength Glories : for never fince ...
... eye , and soon traverse The whole battalion views , their order due , Their vifages and ftature as of gods , Their number last he fumms . And now his heart Diftends with pride , and hardning in his strength Glories : for never fince ...
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... eye , but caft Signs of remorfe and paffion 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 , Millions of spirits for his fault amerc't Of ...
... eye , but caft Signs of remorfe and paffion 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 , Millions of spirits for his fault amerc't Of ...
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Adam againſt alſo angels arm'd beaſt behold beſt blifs bright call'd cauſe cherubim cloud darkneſs death deep defcend defire divine dwell earth eaſe elfe elſe erft evil eyes faid fair feat feek feem'd ferpent fhall fide fight fince fire firft firſt fome foon foul fpake fruit ftill fuch gate glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt highth hill himſelf hoft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o're Paradife paſt pleas'd pleaſant pleaſure praiſe puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft repli'd reſt return'd rife rofe Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhould ſome ſpake ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtrength ſuch ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe thine things thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne tree turn'd wandring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe 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.