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... round , and durft abide Jehovah thund'ring out of Sion , thron'd Between the Cherubim ; yea , often plac'd Within his fanctuary itself their fhrines , Abominations ; and with curfed things His holy rites and folemn feafts profan'd And ...
... round , and durft abide Jehovah thund'ring out of Sion , thron'd Between the Cherubim ; yea , often plac'd Within his fanctuary itself their fhrines , Abominations ; and with curfed things His holy rites and folemn feafts profan'd And ...
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... round With all his peers : attention held them mute . Thrice he effay'd , and thrice , in spite of scorn , Tears , fuch as angels weep , burft forth : At laft 620 Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O 20 Book 1 . PARADISE ...
... round With all his peers : attention held them mute . Thrice he effay'd , and thrice , in spite of scorn , Tears , fuch as angels weep , burft forth : At laft 620 Words interwove with fighs found out their way . O 20 Book 1 . PARADISE ...
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... round illumin'd hell : highly they rag'd Against the High'eft , and fierce with grafped arms Clash'd on their founding fhields the din of war , Hurling defiance tow'ard the vault of heaven . There ftood a hill not far , whofe grifly top ...
... round illumin'd hell : highly they rag'd Against the High'eft , and fierce with grafped arms Clash'd on their founding fhields the din of war , Hurling defiance tow'ard the vault of heaven . There ftood a hill not far , whofe grifly top ...
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... round Were fet , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or freeze , with boffy fculptures graven ; 715 The roof was fretted gold . Not Babylon , Nor great Alcairo fuch magnificence . Equall'd in ...
... round Were fet , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or freeze , with boffy fculptures graven ; 715 The roof was fretted gold . Not Babylon , Nor great Alcairo fuch magnificence . Equall'd in ...
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... round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Muft'ring their rage , and heaven refembles hell ? As he our darkness , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This defert foil Wants not 34 Book II . PARADISE LOST .
... round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Muft'ring their rage , and heaven refembles hell ? As he our darkness , cannot we his light Imitate when we please ? This defert foil Wants not 34 Book II . PARADISE LOST .
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Page 87 - Upon the rapid current, which, through veins Of porous earth with kindly thirst up-drawn, Rose a fresh fountain, and with many a rill Water'd the garden ; thence united fell Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears...
Page 10 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
Page 114 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
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 60 - 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 195 - Earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here ! Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent. Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, 280 From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Page 89 - Castalian spring, might with this Paradise Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian isle Girt with the river Triton, where old Cham, Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Libyan Jove, Hid Amalthea, and her florid son Young Bacchus, from his stepdame Rhea's eye; Nor where Abassin kings their issue guard, Mount Amara, though this by some supposed True Paradise, under the Ethiop line By Nilus...
Page 44 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce ; From beds of raging fire, to starve in ice...
Page 59 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Page 104 - Know ye not then, said Satan fill'd with scorn, Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soar; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain ? To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.