The Poetical Works of John Milton, Volume 1J. Forbes & Company no. 78 Gold street., 1815 |
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... call'd Satan , with bold words 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 ...
... call'd Satan , with bold words 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 ...
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... call'd His legions , angel forms , who lay entranc'd 290 293 300 Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa , where th ' Etrurian shades , Iligh over - arch'd , embow'r ; or scatter'd sedge Afloat , when with fierce ...
... call'd His legions , angel forms , who lay entranc'd 290 293 300 Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa , where th ' Etrurian shades , Iligh over - arch'd , embow'r ; or scatter'd sedge Afloat , when with fierce ...
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... call'd a pitchy cloud Of locusts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharoah Kung Like night , and darken'd all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad angels seen Hov'ring on wing under the cope of ...
... call'd a pitchy cloud Of locusts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharoah Kung Like night , and darken'd all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad angels seen Hov'ring on wing under the cope of ...
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... call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chenios , th ' obscene dread of Moab's sons , 400 405 From Aroar to Nebo , and the wild Of southmost Abarim ; in Hesebon And Horonaim , Seon's realm , beyond The flow'ry dale of Sibma clad with vines ...
... call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chenios , th ' obscene dread of Moab's sons , 400 405 From Aroar to Nebo , and the wild Of southmost Abarim ; in Hesebon And Horonaim , Seon's realm , beyond The flow'ry dale of Sibma clad with vines ...
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... call'd Astarte , queen of Heav'n , with crescent horns ; To whose bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs ; In Sion also not unsung , where stood 435 410 Her temple on th ' offensive mountain , built ...
... call'd Astarte , queen of Heav'n , with crescent horns ; To whose bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs ; In Sion also not unsung , where stood 435 410 Her temple on th ' offensive mountain , built ...
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Abdiel Adam advanc'd Almighty angels appear'd arm'd arms Beelzebub behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd celestial chariot cherub cherubim cloud created creatures dark deeds deep delight divine dread dwell eternal evil eyes fair Fair angel fall'n Father fell fiend fierce fiery fill'd fire flaming flow'rs form'd fruit gates glory Gods gold golden grace hand happy hast hath Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill honour host infernal Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King know'st legions less light Messiah Moloch morn night o'er Omnipotent ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd plac'd pleas'd pow'r praise quires rage rais'd reign reply'd return'd round Satan seat seem'd seraph seraphim shade sight soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence things thither thou thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence winds wings Zephon
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Page 18 - With lust and violence the house of God ? In courts and palaces he also reigns And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of ri'ot ascends above their loftiest towers, And...
Page 95 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Page 67 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Page 96 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse ! all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign, As man ere long, and this new world shall know.
Page 50 - Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight : sometimes He scours the right hand coast, sometimes the left ; Now shaves with level wing the deep, then soars Up to the fiery concave towering high. As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala...
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.
Page 99 - Thence up he flew, and on the tree of life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant...
Page 205 - Last Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread Their branches hung with copious fruit, or...