Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books, Volume 1J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for S. Birt, C. Hitch, J. Hodges [and seven others in London], 1750 |
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... hath any fimilitude and refemblance , but only fuch paffages as we may fuppofe the author really alluded to , and had in mind at the time of writing . It was once my intention to prefix fome effays to this work , one upon Milton's ftile ...
... hath any fimilitude and refemblance , but only fuch paffages as we may fuppofe the author really alluded to , and had in mind at the time of writing . It was once my intention to prefix fome effays to this work , one upon Milton's ftile ...
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... the defire and encouragement of Mr. Auditor Benfon by Mr. Cruden , who hath also published a very useful Concordance to the Bible . THE L B 4 3 THE LIFE OF MILTON . IE T is agreed PREFACE . The man, who is at the pains of making ...
... the defire and encouragement of Mr. Auditor Benfon by Mr. Cruden , who hath also published a very useful Concordance to the Bible . THE L B 4 3 THE LIFE OF MILTON . IE T is agreed PREFACE . The man, who is at the pains of making ...
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... hath been alleged against Milton . Some editions of the King's book have certain prayers added at the end , and among them a prayer in time of captivity , which is taken from that of Pamela in Sir Philip Sidney's Arcadia : and it is ...
... hath been alleged against Milton . Some editions of the King's book have certain prayers added at the end , and among them a prayer in time of captivity , which is taken from that of Pamela in Sir Philip Sidney's Arcadia : and it is ...
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... a fellow not worth his notice , or for what other caufe Mr. Philips knoweth not , this an- fwer was never published . And indeed the best F 4 vindicator vindicator of him and his writings hath been Time . The LIFE of MILTON . lxiii.
... a fellow not worth his notice , or for what other caufe Mr. Philips knoweth not , this an- fwer was never published . And indeed the best F 4 vindicator vindicator of him and his writings hath been Time . The LIFE of MILTON . lxiii.
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A Poem, in Twelve Books John Milton. vindicator of him and his writings hath been Time . Pofterity hath univerfally paid that honor to his me- rits , which was denied him by great part of his con- temporaries . After a life thus fpent in ...
A Poem, in Twelve Books John Milton. vindicator of him and his writings hath been Time . Pofterity hath univerfally paid that honor to his me- rits , which was denied him by great part of his con- temporaries . After a life thus fpent in ...
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Page 26 - Here we may reign secure ; and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell : Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
Page 242 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Page 3 - Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos : or, if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventrous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
Page 474 - 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.
Page 257 - 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 176 - 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 180 - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
Page 338 - 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 179 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
Page 153 - Chaos umpire sits, And by decision more embroils the fray By which he reigns : next him, high arbiter, Chance governs all.