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John Milton. dise Lost , 1. 32 , which is addressed by satan to the sun Were it material , I believe I could produce other passages , which more plainly appear to have been originally intended for the scene : but whatever truth there may ...
John Milton. dise Lost , 1. 32 , which is addressed by satan to the sun Were it material , I believe I could produce other passages , which more plainly appear to have been originally intended for the scene : but whatever truth there may ...
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... Satan with his angels now fall- ing into Hell described here , not in the centre ( for Heaven and Earth may be supposed as yet not made , certainly not yet ac cursed , ) but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest called Chaos . Here Satan ...
... Satan with his angels now fall- ing into Hell described here , not in the centre ( for Heaven and Earth may be supposed as yet not made , certainly not yet ac cursed , ) but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest called Chaos . Here Satan ...
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... Satan , with bold woras Breaking the horrid silence , thus began : If thou beest he ; but O how fall'n ! how chang'd From him , who , in the happy realms of light , Cloth'd with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads though ...
... Satan , with bold woras Breaking the horrid silence , thus began : If thou beest he ; but O how fall'n ! how chang'd From him , who , in the happy realms of light , Cloth'd with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads though ...
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... Satan talking to his nearest mate , With head uplift above the wave , and eyes That sparkling blaz'd , his other parts beside , Prone on the flood , extended long and large , Lay floating many a rood ; in bulk as huge As whom the fables ...
... Satan talking to his nearest mate , With head uplift above the wave , and eyes That sparkling blaz'd , his other parts beside , Prone on the flood , extended long and large , Lay floating many a rood ; in bulk as huge As whom the fables ...
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... Satan spake , and him Beelzebub Thus answer'd : Leader of those armies bright , Which but th ' Omnipotent none could have fouled If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst ...
... Satan spake , and him Beelzebub Thus answer'd : Leader of those armies bright , Which but th ' Omnipotent none could have fouled If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft In worst ...
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Adam angels appear'd arm'd arms beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim Chor cloud creatures Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth Egypt eternal evil eyes fair faith Father fear fruit gates glorious glory gods grace hand happy hath heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell hill honour Israel Jehovah JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live Lord lost Lycidas Messiah morn mortal nigh night o'er pain Paradise PARADISE LOST PARADISE REGAINED pass'd peace Philistines pow'r praise PSALM rais'd reign reply'd return'd round SAMSON AGONISTES sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice wand'ring whence winds wings
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Page 148 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes .Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry ; Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 106 - Now came still Evening on, and Twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 126 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. 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 207 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Page 78 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Page 125 - 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 150 - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing : And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure : — > But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Page 166 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving : No nightly trance or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page 161 - With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour. Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow ; And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw ; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Page 151 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom; Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm.