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 18
... universal host upsent A shout that tore hell's concave , and beyond Frighted the reign of chaos and old night . All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : with them ...
... universal host upsent A shout that tore hell's concave , and beyond Frighted the reign of chaos and old night . All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving : with them ...
Page 57
... universal hubbub wild Of stunning founds and voices all confus'd Born through the hollow dark afsaults his ear With loudest vehemence : thither he plyes , Undaunted to meet there whatever power t Or spirit of the nethermoft abyss Might ...
... universal hubbub wild Of stunning founds and voices all confus'd Born through the hollow dark afsaults his ear With loudest vehemence : thither he plyes , Undaunted to meet there whatever power t Or spirit of the nethermoft abyss Might ...
Page 72
... universal king ; all power 21 1 I give thee , reign for ever , and affume Thy merits ; under thee as head fupream Thrones , princedoms , powers , dominions I reduce : All knees to thee shall bow , of them that bide In heaven or earth ...
... universal king ; all power 21 1 I give thee , reign for ever , and affume Thy merits ; under thee as head fupream Thrones , princedoms , powers , dominions I reduce : All knees to thee shall bow , of them that bide In heaven or earth ...
Page 83
... him and all things , as is meet , The universal Maker we may praife ; Who justly hath driven out his rebel foes To deepest hell , and to repair that lofs Created this new happie race of men To ferve him PARADISE LOST . III . 648 . 83.
... him and all things , as is meet , The universal Maker we may praife ; Who justly hath driven out his rebel foes To deepest hell , and to repair that lofs Created this new happie race of men To ferve him PARADISE LOST . III . 648 . 83.
Page 95
... universal Pan Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance Led on th'eternal spring . Not that fair field Of Enna , where Proferpin gath'ring flours Herself a fairer floure by gloomie Dis Was gather'd , which cost Ceres all that pain To ...
... universal Pan Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance Led on th'eternal spring . Not that fair field Of Enna , where Proferpin gath'ring flours Herself a fairer floure by gloomie Dis Was gather'd , which cost Ceres all that pain To ...
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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.