Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Last Edition. The Author John MiltonGaneau, 1754 |
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... must he lisez must be 308 other lifez others 311 ôtez la parenthese . 318 domeftick , qui a foin des intérêts de fa famil le , de fon ménage . 320 leff attributed , trop accordé . Latinisme . 928 affronts , il attaque . Frontem , fronti ...
... must he lisez must be 308 other lifez others 311 ôtez la parenthese . 318 domeftick , qui a foin des intérêts de fa famil le , de fon ménage . 320 leff attributed , trop accordé . Latinisme . 928 affronts , il attaque . Frontem , fronti ...
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... must after thee , with this thy fon : Such fatal confequence unites us three ! Hell could no longer hold us in her bounds : Nor this un - voyageable gulf obfcure Detain , from following thy illuftrious track . Thou haft aɛchiev'd our ...
... must after thee , with this thy fon : Such fatal confequence unites us three ! Hell could no longer hold us in her bounds : Nor this un - voyageable gulf obfcure Detain , from following thy illuftrious track . Thou haft aɛchiev'd our ...
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... Pofterity ftands curs'd ! fair patrimony That I must leave ye , fons ! O , were I able To wafte it all my felf , and leave ye none ! So dif - inherited , how would ye bless Me , now your curfe ! Ah ! why should 30 PARADISE LOST . Book X.
... Pofterity ftands curs'd ! fair patrimony That I must leave ye , fons ! O , were I able To wafte it all my felf , and leave ye none ! So dif - inherited , how would ye bless Me , now your curfe ! Ah ! why should 30 PARADISE LOST . Book X.
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... must be born to certain woe , devour'd By Death at laft , ( and miserable it is To be to others cause of misery , Our own begotten ; and of our loins to bring Into this curfed world a woeful race ; That after wretched life , must be at ...
... must be born to certain woe , devour'd By Death at laft , ( and miserable it is To be to others cause of misery , Our own begotten ; and of our loins to bring Into this curfed world a woeful race ; That after wretched life , must be at ...
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... must earn My bread what harm ? Idlenefs had been worfe My labor will fuftain me . And , left cold , Or heat , should injure us , His timely care Hath , un - befought , provided ; and His hands Cloath'd us unworthy ; pitying while He ...
... must earn My bread what harm ? Idlenefs had been worfe My labor will fuftain me . And , left cold , Or heat , should injure us , His timely care Hath , un - befought , provided ; and His hands Cloath'd us unworthy ; pitying while He ...
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Adam Adam's Æneid againſt beaft Briareus bruiſe C'eft c'eſt cæleftial call'd cloud Cronian d'une darkneſs death defcends defcrib'd deux points du verbe duft e'er earth éditions été fair fait fans être fecond feed fens fentence ferpent fight fign fignifie fince firft firſt foi-même fome foon forrow fruit ftill fubft fuch glory hath heav'n hell ibid irrég irrégulier du verbe judg'd juft juſt laft laſt Latins loft mettez qu'une virgule mettez un point mettez une virgule Michael Milton muft muſt n'eft point n'eſt ôtez la parentheſe ôtez la virgule ôtez le point Padan-Aram Paradife PARADISE LOST plein pon&uez ponctuez pow'r prefent prét prétérit irrégulier qu'on n'a point qui n'eft point Ramiel reft reply'd return'd Satan shew ſtood thee thefe thence theſe tho lifez thofe thoſe thou trouve une colombe une virgule après vers Vide vient whofe worfe
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Page 26 - Wholesome, and cool, and mild, but with black air Accompanied; with damps and dreadful gloom; Which to his evil conscience represented All things with double terror : on the ground Outstretch'd he lay ; on the cold ground; and oft Curs'd his creation ; death as oft accus'd Of tardy execution, since denounc'd The day of his offence. « Why comes not death, (Said he) with one thrice-acceptable stroke To end me?
Page 25 - To Satan only like both crime and doom. 0 Conscience, into what Abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driv'n me ; out of which 1 find no way, from deep to deeper plung'd ! Thus Adam to himself lamented loud Through the still Night, not now, as ere man fell.
Page 22 - Did I request Thee, Maker, from my clay To mould me man ? Did I solicit Thee From darkness to promote me, or here place In this .delicious garden ? As my will Concurr'd not to my being, it were but right And equal to reduce me to my dust, Desirous to resign and render back All I receiv'd...
Page 87 - They looking back, all th' eastern side beheld Of paradise, so late their happy seat, Wav'd over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces throng'd, and fiery arms : Some natural tears they dropt ; but wip'd them soon.
Page 47 - Present, and of his presence many a sign Still following thee, still compassing thee round With goodness and paternal love, his face Express, and of his steps the track divine.
Page 33 - What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judged us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears Watering the ground, and with our sighs the air Frequenting, sent from hearts contrite, in sign Of sorrow unfeign'd and humiliation meek?
Page 47 - In yonder nether world where shall I seek His bright appearances, or foot-step trace ? For though I fled Him angry, yet, recall'd To life prolong'd and promis'd race, I now Gladly behold though but His utmost skirts Of glory ; and far off His steps adore.
Page 53 - There is, said Michael, if thou well observe The rule of not too much, by temperance taught In what thou eat'st and drink'st, seeking from thence Due nourishment, not gluttonous delight, Till many years over thy head return : So mayst thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gather'd, not harshly pluck'd, for death mature. This is old age...
Page 54 - To what thou hast, and for the air of youth Hopeful and cheerful in thy blood will reign A melancholy damp of cold and dry, To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume The balm of life.
Page 21 - And fish with fish ; to graze the herb all leaving, Devour'd each other ; nor stood much in awe Of Man, but fled him, or with count'nance grim Glar'd on him passing. These were from without The growing miseries, which Adam saw...