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Page 5
... sights of woe , Regions of sorrow , doleful shades , where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges , and a ficry deluge , fed With ever burning sulphur unconsumed : Such ...
... sights of woe , Regions of sorrow , doleful shades , where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges , and a ficry deluge , fed With ever burning sulphur unconsumed : Such ...
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... sight of this new world which he sought . HIGH on a throne of royal state , which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind , Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold , Satan exalted ...
... sight of this new world which he sought . HIGH on a throne of royal state , which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind , Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold , Satan exalted ...
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... Sight more detestable than him and thee . X To whom thus the Portress of Hell - gate replied : Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul ? once deem'd so fair In Heaven , when at the assembly , and in sight Of ...
... Sight more detestable than him and thee . X To whom thus the Portress of Hell - gate replied : Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul ? once deem'd so fair In Heaven , when at the assembly , and in sight Of ...
Page 55
... sight of vernal bloom , or summer's rose , Or flocks , or herds , or human face divine ; But cloud instead , and everduring dark Surrounds me , from the cheerful ways of men Cut off , and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a ...
... sight of vernal bloom , or summer's rose , Or flocks , or herds , or human face divine ; But cloud instead , and everduring dark Surrounds me , from the cheerful ways of men Cut off , and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a ...
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... sight . Now had the Almighty Father from above , From the pure empyrean where he sits 55 High throned above all height , bent down his eye His own works and their works at once to view : About him all the Sanctities of Heaven 60 Stood ...
... sight . Now had the Almighty Father from above , From the pure empyrean where he sits 55 High throned above all height , bent down his eye His own works and their works at once to view : About him all the Sanctities of Heaven 60 Stood ...
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Adam Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms beast Beelzebub behold bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark days of Heaven death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live lost mankind Messiah Michaël mix'd nigh night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise PARADISE LOST pass'd peace reign replied return'd round sapience Satan scape seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice whence wings wonder Zephon
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Page 56 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 210 - So saying, her rash hand, in evil hour, Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.
Page 76 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads — to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Page 213 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of Nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Page 107 - Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn. Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises that sweet hour of prime.
Page 3 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Page 81 - But rather to tell how, — if art could tell,— How from that sapphire fount the crisped brooks, Rolling on orient pearl and sands of gold, With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy...
Page 50 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Page 11 - Over the burning marie, not like those steps On heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.
Page 85 - Ah, gentle pair, ye little think how nigh Your change approaches, when all these delights Will vanish and deliver ye to woe, More woe, the more your taste is now of joy...