Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton, Volume 1J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, A. Ward, S. Birt, C. Hitch, B. Dod [and 5 others in London], 1746 - 378 pages |
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... fong ; ( So Sampfon grop'd the temple's posts in spight ) The world o'erwhelming to revenge His fight . Yet as I read , foon growing less fevere , I lik'd His project , the fuccefs did fear ; Through that wide field how he his way ...
... fong ; ( So Sampfon grop'd the temple's posts in spight ) The world o'erwhelming to revenge His fight . Yet as I read , foon growing less fevere , I lik'd His project , the fuccefs did fear ; Through that wide field how he his way ...
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... fong : That with no middle flight intends to foar Above th ' Aonian mount , while it pursues Things unattempted yet in profe or rhyme . And chiefly thou , O Spirit ! that doft prefer Before all temples th ' upright heart and pure ...
... fong : That with no middle flight intends to foar Above th ' Aonian mount , while it pursues Things unattempted yet in profe or rhyme . And chiefly thou , O Spirit ! that doft prefer Before all temples th ' upright heart and pure ...
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... fong was partial ; but the harmony ( What could it less when spirits immortal fing ? ) Sufpended hell , and took with ravishment The thronging audience . In difcourfe more sweet , ( For eloquence the foul , fong charms the fenfe ) 556 ...
... fong was partial ; but the harmony ( What could it less when spirits immortal fing ? ) Sufpended hell , and took with ravishment The thronging audience . In difcourfe more sweet , ( For eloquence the foul , fong charms the fenfe ) 556 ...
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... not the more 26 Ceafe I to wander , where the Mufes haunt Clear fpring , or fhady grove , or funny hill , Smit with the love of facred fong : but chief 3 -30 Thee Sion , and the flow'ry brooks beneath , 70 PARADISE LOST . Book II .
... not the more 26 Ceafe I to wander , where the Mufes haunt Clear fpring , or fhady grove , or funny hill , Smit with the love of facred fong : but chief 3 -30 Thee Sion , and the flow'ry brooks beneath , 70 PARADISE LOST . Book II .
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... fong , and waken raptures high ; No voice exempt ; no voice but well could join 370 Melodious part , fach concord is in heav'n . Thee Father firft they fung , Omnipotent , Immutable , Immortal , Infinite , 375 Eternal King ! Thee Author ...
... fong , and waken raptures high ; No voice exempt ; no voice but well could join 370 Melodious part , fach concord is in heav'n . Thee Father firft they fung , Omnipotent , Immutable , Immortal , Infinite , 375 Eternal King ! Thee Author ...
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Adam afcend againſt Angels appear'd arm'd arms battel beft behold blifs bright burning lake call'd cloſe cœleftial darkneſs deep dread earth eaſe eternal eyes faid Fair Angel fall'n Father feat feem'd fhall fide fiend fight filence fince fire firft firſt flow'rs fome fong fons foon foul fpake ftill fuch fweet glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt hill himſelf hoft JOHN MILTON juſt King laft laſt lefs leſs light loft meaſure moſt muſt night o'er pafs'd pain Paradife PARADISE LOST paſs pleaſant pow'r praiſe rais'd reaſon reft reign reply'd reſt rife rofe round Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhape ſhould ſky ſpake ſpeed ſpirits ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſuch ſweet taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand thro throne thy felf Tow'rds turn'd vex'd whence whofe whoſe wings worfe worſe
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Page 23 - Arch-Angel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd ; and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, 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...
Page 153 - Hear, all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers ; Hear my decree, which unrevoked shall stand. This day I have begot whom I declare My only Son, and on this holy hill Him have anointed, whom ye now behold At my right hand; your head I him appoint; And by myself have sworn, to him shall bow All knees in heaven, and shall confess him Lord...
Page 105 - Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose : Another side, umbrageous grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant; meanwhile murmuring waters fall Down the slope hills, dispersed, or in a lake, That to the fringed bank with myrtle crown'd Her crystal mirror holds, unite their streams.
Page 133 - Awake: the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet.
Page 195 - So spake the Son, and into terror changed His countenance, too severe to be beheld, And full of wrath bent on his enemies. At once the four spread out their starry wings With dreadful shade contiguous, and the orbs Of his fierce chariot roll'd, as with the sound Of torrent floods, or of a numerous host.
Page 111 - O thou, for whom And from whom I was form'd, flesh of thy flesh, And without whom am to no end ; my guide And head ! what thou hast said is just and right. For we to him, indeed, all praises owe, And daily thanks ; I chiefly, who enjoy So far the happier lot, enjoying thee Pre-eminent by so much odds, while thou Like consort to thyself canst no where find.
Page 15 - God's high sufferance for the trial of man By falsities and lies the greatest part Of mankind they corrupted to forsake God their Creator, and the...
Page 100 - Short intermission bought with double smart. This knows my Punisher ; therefore as far From granting he, as I from begging, peace. All hope excluded thus, behold...
Page 105 - If true, here only, and of delicious taste : Betwixt them lawns, or level downs, and flocks Grazing the tender herb, were interposed ; Or palmy hillock, or the flowery lap Of some irriguous valley spread her store, Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose...
Page 139 - Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.