Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve BooksL. Coffin, 1831 - 294 Seiten |
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... wings outspread Dovelike sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And madest it pregnant : What in me is dark , Illumine ; what is low , raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert Eternal Providence , And ...
... wings outspread Dovelike sat'st brooding on the vast abyss , And madest it pregnant : What in me is dark , Illumine ; what is low , raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert Eternal Providence , And ...
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... Wing'd with red lightning and impetuous rage , Perhaps hath spent his shafts , and ceases now To bellow through the vast and boundless deep Let us not slip the occasion , whether scorn , Or satiate fury , yield it from our Foe . Seest ...
... Wing'd with red lightning and impetuous rage , Perhaps hath spent his shafts , and ceases now To bellow through the vast and boundless deep Let us not slip the occasion , whether scorn , Or satiate fury , yield it from our Foe . Seest ...
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... wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With solid , as the lake with liquid fire : And such appear'd in hue , as when ...
... wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air , That felt unusual weight ; till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With solid , as the lake with liquid fire : And such appear'd in hue , as when ...
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... wing ; as when men wont to watch On duty , sleeping found by whom they dread , Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake . Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were , nor the fierce pains not feel ; Yet to their ...
... wing ; as when men wont to watch On duty , sleeping found by whom they dread , Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake . Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were , nor the fierce pains not feel ; Yet to their ...
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... wing to wing , and half enclose him round With all his peers : Attention held them mute . Thrice he essay'd , and thrice , in spite of scorn , Tears , such as Angels weep , burst forth at last 620 Words , interwove with sighs , found ...
... wing to wing , and half enclose him round With all his peers : Attention held them mute . Thrice he essay'd , and thrice , in spite of scorn , Tears , such as Angels weep , burst forth at last 620 Words , interwove with sighs , found ...
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Adam Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms aught beast Beelzebub behold bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark days of Heaven death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King lest light live lost mankind Messiah Michaël mix'd night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise PARADISE LOST pass'd peace reign replied return'd round sapience Satan scape seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice whence wings wonder Zephon
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Seite 107 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Seite 23 - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove 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...
Seite 4 - And mad'st it pregnant: What in me is dark, Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert Eternal Providence, 25 And justify the ways of God to men.
Seite 290 - Henceforth, I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...
Seite 107 - 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.
Seite 213 - Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart : no, no ! I feel The link of Nature draw me : flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Seite 76 - Upon himself; horror and doubt distract His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir The hell within him ; for within him hell He brings, and round about him, nor from hell One step, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place...
Seite 154 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drown'd Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.
Seite 22 - Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven •, The roof was fretted gold.
Seite 76 - 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...