Paradisus amissus: Poema Joannis Miltoni. Latine redditum a Guilielmo Dobson ...e theatro Sheldoniano, 1750 - 304 pages |
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Page 44
... head the Moon Sits Arbitrefs , and nearer to the Earth Though without number ftill , amidst the Hall Of that infernal Court . But far within , Wheels her pale courfe ; they on their mirth and And in their own dimenfions like themselves ...
... head the Moon Sits Arbitrefs , and nearer to the Earth Though without number ftill , amidst the Hall Of that infernal Court . But far within , Wheels her pale courfe ; they on their mirth and And in their own dimenfions like themselves ...
Page 54
... heads : while we perhaps Defigning or exhorting glorious war , Caught in a fiery Tempeft fhall be hurl'd Each on his Rock transfix'd , the sport and prey Of racking whirlwinds : or for ever funk Under yon boiling Ocean , wrapt in Chains ...
... heads : while we perhaps Defigning or exhorting glorious war , Caught in a fiery Tempeft fhall be hurl'd Each on his Rock transfix'd , the sport and prey Of racking whirlwinds : or for ever funk Under yon boiling Ocean , wrapt in Chains ...
Page 81
... Head , That dar'ft , though grim and terrible , advance The likeness of a Kingly Crown had on . Satan was now at hand ; and from his feat The Monster moving onward came as fast Thy mif - created Front athwart my way To yonder gates ...
... Head , That dar'ft , though grim and terrible , advance The likeness of a Kingly Crown had on . Satan was now at hand ; and from his feat The Monster moving onward came as fast Thy mif - created Front athwart my way To yonder gates ...
Page 83
... head Level'd his deadly aim ; their fatal hands No fecond stroke intend : and fuch a frown Each caft at th ' other , as when two black Clouds With Heav'n's Artill'ry fraught , come rattling on Over the Cafpian ; then ftand front to ...
... head Level'd his deadly aim ; their fatal hands No fecond stroke intend : and fuch a frown Each caft at th ' other , as when two black Clouds With Heav'n's Artill'ry fraught , come rattling on Over the Cafpian ; then ftand front to ...
Page 84
... Head ? and know'ft for whom ? For Him who fits above , and laughs the while At thee ordain'd his drudge , to execute Whate'er his wrath , which He calls Juftice , bids ; His Wrath , which one day will deftroy ye both . She fpake , and ...
... Head ? and know'ft for whom ? For Him who fits above , and laughs the while At thee ordain'd his drudge , to execute Whate'er his wrath , which He calls Juftice , bids ; His Wrath , which one day will deftroy ye both . She fpake , and ...
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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.