Paradise lost, a poem. 2nd Scots ed1746 |
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... fide , Or fountain , fome belated peasant fees , Or dreams he fees ; while over - head the moun Sits arbitrefs , and nearer to the earth 785 Wheels her pale courfe : they , on their mirth and dance Intent , with jocund mufic charm his ...
... fide , Or fountain , fome belated peasant fees , Or dreams he fees ; while over - head the moun Sits arbitrefs , and nearer to the earth 785 Wheels her pale courfe : they , on their mirth and dance Intent , with jocund mufic charm his ...
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... fide nothing : and by proof we feel Our pow'r fufficient to disturb his heav'n , And with perpetual inrodes : to alarm , Though inacceffible , his fatal throne : Which , if not victory , is yet revenge . ୨୦ 95 100 105 110 He ended ...
... fide nothing : and by proof we feel Our pow'r fufficient to disturb his heav'n , And with perpetual inrodes : to alarm , Though inacceffible , his fatal throne : Which , if not victory , is yet revenge . ୨୦ 95 100 105 110 He ended ...
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... fide a formidable shape ; The one seem'd woman to the waist , and fair ; 650 But ended foul in many a fcaly fold , Voluminous and vast ! a serpent arm'd With mortal fting : about her middle round A cry of hell - hounds never ceafing ...
... fide a formidable shape ; The one seem'd woman to the waist , and fair ; 650 But ended foul in many a fcaly fold , Voluminous and vast ! a serpent arm'd With mortal fting : about her middle round A cry of hell - hounds never ceafing ...
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... fide , Incens'd with indignation SATAN stood Unterrify'd ; and like a comet burn'd , That fires the length of OPHIUCUS huge In th ' artic fky , and from his horrid hair Shakes peftilence and war . Each at the head . Level'd his deadly ...
... fide , Incens'd with indignation SATAN stood Unterrify'd ; and like a comet burn'd , That fires the length of OPHIUCUS huge In th ' artic fky , and from his horrid hair Shakes peftilence and war . Each at the head . Level'd his deadly ...
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... fide op'ning wide Likeft to thee in fhape , and count'nance bright , Then fhining heav'nly fair , a Goddess arm'd , Out of thy head I fprung : amazement seiz'd All th ' holt of heav'n ; back they recoil'd , afraid At first , and call'd ...
... fide op'ning wide Likeft to thee in fhape , and count'nance bright , Then fhining heav'nly fair , a Goddess arm'd , Out of thy head I fprung : amazement seiz'd All th ' holt of heav'n ; back they recoil'd , afraid At first , and call'd ...
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ADAM afcend againſt alfo angel appear'd beaft beft behold beſt blifs bright call'd Cherubim cœleftial darkneſs death deep defcending defcrib'd defire divine earth elfe eternal ev'ning evil eyes fafe faid fair fall'n FATHER feat feek feem'd feems fenfe ferpent fhade fhall fhew fhould fide fight fign fince fire firft firſt fleep flow'rs fome fons foon foul fpake fpirits fruit ftand ftate ftill ftood fuch fweet giv'n glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt himſelf hoft ITHURIEL juft king laft lefs light loft moſt muft muſt night o'er Paradife PARADISE LOST pow'r praiſe prefent rais'd reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe SATAN ſhall ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtood ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thro throne thy felf tow'rds tree turn'd vex'd whofe wings worfe
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Page 62 - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus, prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Page 3 - 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 289 - Rather than solid virtue; all but a rib Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, More to the part sinister; from me drawn, Well if thrown out, as supernumerary To my just number found. O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Page 89 - 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 19 - Arch-Angel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd ; and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemn'd For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Page 217 - She disappear'd, and left me dark: I wak'd To find her, or for ever to deplore Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure...
Page 226 - Nor skill'd nor studious higher argument Remains, sufficient of itself to raise That name, unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing Depress'd, and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers who brings it nightly to my ear.
Page 23 - 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 94 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Page 136 - Time may come, when Men With Angels may participate, and find No inconvenient diet, nor too light fare; And from these corporal nutriments perhaps Your bodies may at last turn all to spirit...