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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... used to compose his poetry chiefly in winter , and on his waking in a morning would make her write down sometimes twenty or thirty verfes and being asked whether he did not often read Homer and Virgil , the understood it as an ...
... used to compose his poetry chiefly in winter , and on his waking in a morning would make her write down sometimes twenty or thirty verfes and being asked whether he did not often read Homer and Virgil , the understood it as an ...
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... used to say that one tongue was enough for a woman : but this employment was very irksome to them , and this together with the sharpness and feverity of their mother in law made them very uneafy at home ; and therefore they were all ...
... used to say that one tongue was enough for a woman : but this employment was very irksome to them , and this together with the sharpness and feverity of their mother in law made them very uneafy at home ; and therefore they were all ...
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... used to hear from them fometimes , but has heard nothing now for several years ; fo that in all probability Milton's whole family will be extinct with her , and he can live only in his writings . And fuch is the caprice of fortune ...
... used to hear from them fometimes , but has heard nothing now for several years ; fo that in all probability Milton's whole family will be extinct with her , and he can live only in his writings . And fuch is the caprice of fortune ...
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... used as an argu- ment , that the authors of them were of opinion , fuch characters might have a place in an epic work . For my own part , I fhould be glad the the reader would think fo , for the sake of A Critique on the PARADISE LOST .
... used as an argu- ment , that the authors of them were of opinion , fuch characters might have a place in an epic work . For my own part , I fhould be glad the the reader would think fo , for the sake of A Critique on the PARADISE LOST .
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... used in ordinary conversation , become too familiar to the ear , and contract a kind of meannefs by paffing through the mouths of the vulgar , a poet fhould take particu- lar care to guard himself against idiomatic ways of fpeaking ...
... used in ordinary conversation , become too familiar to the ear , and contract a kind of meannefs by paffing through the mouths of the vulgar , a poet fhould take particu- lar care to guard himself against idiomatic ways of fpeaking ...
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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.