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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Page 40
... faid , he fat ; and expectation held His look suspence , awaiting , who appear'd To second , or oppose , or undertake The perilous attempt : but all fat mute , Pondering the danger with deep thoughts ; and each In others count'nance ...
... faid , he fat ; and expectation held His look suspence , awaiting , who appear'd To second , or oppose , or undertake The perilous attempt : but all fat mute , Pondering the danger with deep thoughts ; and each In others count'nance ...
Page 110
... faid unanimous , and other rites Observing none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into their inmost bower Handed they went ; and eas'd the putting off These troublesome disguifes which we wear , Strait side by 110 PARADISE ...
... faid unanimous , and other rites Observing none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into their inmost bower Handed they went ; and eas'd the putting off These troublesome disguifes which we wear , Strait side by 110 PARADISE ...
Page 114
... faid he , Best with the best , the sender not the fent , Or all at once ; more glory will be won , Or less te loft . Thy fear , faid Zephon bold ,. Will fave us trial what the least can do Single against thee wicked , and thence weak ...
... faid he , Best with the best , the sender not the fent , Or all at once ; more glory will be won , Or less te loft . Thy fear , faid Zephon bold ,. Will fave us trial what the least can do Single against thee wicked , and thence weak ...
Page 121
... heav'n By us oft seen ; his dewie locks distill'd Ambrofia ; on that tree he also gaz'd ; And O fair plant , faid he , with fruit furcharg'd , F 1 Deigns none to ease thy load and taste thy sweet PARADISE LOST . V. 28 . 121.
... heav'n By us oft seen ; his dewie locks distill'd Ambrofia ; on that tree he also gaz'd ; And O fair plant , faid he , with fruit furcharg'd , F 1 Deigns none to ease thy load and taste thy sweet PARADISE LOST . V. 28 . 121.
Page 122
... faid he paus'd not , but with ventrous arm He pluckt , he tasted ; mee damp horror chill'd At fuch bold words voucht with a deed so bold : But he thus overjoy'd , o fruit divine , Sweet of thyself but much more sweet thus cropt ...
... faid he paus'd not , but with ventrous arm He pluckt , he tasted ; mee damp horror chill'd At fuch bold words voucht with a deed so bold : But he thus overjoy'd , o fruit divine , Sweet of thyself but much more sweet thus cropt ...
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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.