Paradisus amissus: Poema Joannis Miltoni. Latine redditum a Guilielmo Dobson ...e theatro Sheldoniano, 1750 - 304 pages |
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Page 90
... Death His famine fhould be fill'd ; and bleft his maw Deftin'd to that good hour : no less rejoic'd His Mother bad , and thus befpake her Sire : The Key of this infernal Pit by due , And by command of Heav'n's all - pow'rful King , I ...
... Death His famine fhould be fill'd ; and bleft his maw Deftin'd to that good hour : no less rejoic'd His Mother bad , and thus befpake her Sire : The Key of this infernal Pit by due , And by command of Heav'n's all - pow'rful King , I ...
Page 99
... Death amain Following his track ( fuch was the will of Heav'n ! ) Pav'd after him a broad and beaten way Over the dark Abyss , whofe boyling Gulph Tamely endur'd a Bridge of wondrous length , From Hell continu'd , reaching th ' utmost ...
... Death amain Following his track ( fuch was the will of Heav'n ! ) Pav'd after him a broad and beaten way Over the dark Abyss , whofe boyling Gulph Tamely endur'd a Bridge of wondrous length , From Hell continu'd , reaching th ' utmost ...
Page 113
... death for death . Say , heav'nly Pow'rs , where fhall we find fuch [ love ? Which of ye will be mortal to redeem Man's mortal crime , and juft , th ' unjust to save ? Dwells in all Heaven Charity fo dear ? He ask'd , but all the Heav ...
... death for death . Say , heav'nly Pow'rs , where fhall we find fuch [ love ? Which of ye will be mortal to redeem Man's mortal crime , and juft , th ' unjust to save ? Dwells in all Heaven Charity fo dear ? He ask'd , but all the Heav ...
Page 114
... Death and Hell By doom fevere , had not the Son of GOD , ( In whom the fulness dwells of Love divine , ) His dearest Mediation thus renew'd . FATHER , thy word is paft ; Man fhall find grace : And fhall Grace not find that finds her way ...
... Death and Hell By doom fevere , had not the Son of GOD , ( In whom the fulness dwells of Love divine , ) His dearest Mediation thus renew'd . FATHER , thy word is paft ; Man fhall find grace : And fhall Grace not find that finds her way ...
Page 115
... Death I yield , and am his due All that of Me can die . Yet that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave Me in the loathfome grave Death his death's wound fhall then receive , and Inglorious , of his mortal fting difarm'd . [ stoop I through ...
... Death I yield , and am his due All that of Me can die . Yet that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave Me in the loathfome grave Death his death's wound fhall then receive , and Inglorious , of his mortal fting difarm'd . [ stoop I through ...
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Adam adeò againſt Agmina Angel behold bright call'd Chaos cœli cœlo dark death deep Deus earth eſt evil eyes fair fear feem'd fhall fhould fibi fight fimul fince find fire firft firſt folium fome foon found fpake fruit ftill ftood fuch fuper Gaudia glory Gods good great Hades hæc happy hath haud head heard heart Heav'n Heav'n's heav'nly Hell high hinc hope ipfa ipfe Jamque know læta latè lefs left life light loft long longè love made nature night omnibus Omnipotens once Orbs pain Paradife PARADISE LOST pectore perhaps place pow'r quà quæ quàm reply'd round Satan Satanas ſhall tellus thee thefe their thence theſe they things thofe thoſe thou though thoughts thro thy felf tibi Ufque verò vitæ whofe whoſe wide words world
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Page 211 - 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.
Page 68 - O Progeny of Heaven, Empyreal Thrones, With reason hath deep silence and demur Seized us, though undismayed : long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to Light...
Page 76 - Beyond this flood a frozen continent Lies dark and wild, beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land Thaws not; but gathers heap, and ruin seems Of ancient pile: all else deep snow and ice...
Page 202 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender 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 251 - Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Page 83 - Each cast at the' other, as when two black clouds, With Heaven's artillery fraught, come rattling on Over the Caspian, then stand front to front, Hovering a space, till winds the signal blow To join their dark encounter in mid air : So frown'd the mighty combatants, that Hell Grew darker at their frown...
Page 5 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover 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 fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 148 - 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 11 - And, reassembling our afflicted Powers, Consult how we may henceforth most offend Our Enemy ; our own loss how repair ; How overcome this dire calamity ; What reinforcement we may gain from hope ; If not, what resolution from despair.
Page 300 - 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. He on his impious foes right onward drove, Gloomy as night ; under his burning wheels The steadfast empyrean shook throughout, All but the throne itself of God.