Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. According to the Author's Last Edition, in the Year 1674W. and W. Smith, P. Wilson, and T. Ewing, 1767 - 348 Seiten |
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... him the great gulph between hell and heav'n ; with what difficulty he paffes through , directed by Chaos , the power of that place , to the fight of this new world which he fought . 130 da to ú d THE ARGUMENT OF THE THIRD THE ARGUMENTS .
... him the great gulph between hell and heav'n ; with what difficulty he paffes through , directed by Chaos , the power of that place , to the fight of this new world which he fought . 130 da to ú d THE ARGUMENT OF THE THIRD THE ARGUMENTS .
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... fight of Adam and Eve ; his wonder at their excellent form and happy state , but with resolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse , thence ga- thers that the tree of knowledge was forbidden them to eat of , under penalty ...
... fight of Adam and Eve ; his wonder at their excellent form and happy state , but with resolution to work their fall ; overhears their discourse , thence ga- thers that the tree of knowledge was forbidden them to eat of , under penalty ...
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... fight describ'd : Satan and his powers retire under night : he calls a council , invents devilish engines , which in the second day's fight put Michael and his angels to fome disorder ; but they at length pulling up mountains overwhelm ...
... fight describ'd : Satan and his powers retire under night : he calls a council , invents devilish engines , which in the second day's fight put Michael and his angels to fome disorder ; but they at length pulling up mountains overwhelm ...
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... fights of woe , Regions of forrow , doleful fhades , 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 fulphur unconfum'd ...
... fights of woe , Regions of forrow , doleful fhades , 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 fulphur unconfum'd ...
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... fight , Hath been atchiev'd of merit , yet this lofs Thus far at least recover'd , hath much more Establisht in a safe unenvied throne Yielded with full confent . The happier state In heav'n , which follows dignity , might draw Envy ...
... fight , Hath been atchiev'd of merit , yet this lofs Thus far at least recover'd , hath much more Establisht in a safe unenvied throne Yielded with full confent . The happier state In heav'n , which follows dignity , might draw Envy ...
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Adam Ægypt againſt alſo angels arm'd beaſt behold beſt blifs call'd cauſe cherubim cloud darkneſs death deep defcend defire divine earth eaſe elfe erft evil eyes faid fair feat feem'd ferpent fhall fide fight fince fire firft firſt fome foon foul fpake fruit ftill fuch gate glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt highth hill himſelf hoft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o're Paradife paſs paſt pleas'd pleaſant pleaſure praiſe puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft repli'd reſt return'd rife rofe Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſpake ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtrength ſuch ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne tree turn'd wandring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe worſe
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Seite 124 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Seite 88 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Seite 121 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Seite 251 - Matter of scorn, not to be given the foe. However, I with thee have fix'd my lot, Certain to undergo like doom; if death Consort with thee, death is to me as life; So forcible within my heart I feel The bond of nature draw me to my own, My own in thee, for what thou art is mine; Our state cannot be sever'd, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Seite 44 - Typhoean rage more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air In whirlwind ; hell scarce holds the wild uproar.
Seite 7 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides, Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Seite 32 - Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? How he can Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
Seite 147 - Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, 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.
Seite 208 - 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, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Seite 25 - 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, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.