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Or envy , or what reserve forbids to taste ? ... Here , happy creature , fair angelic
Eve , Partake thou also ; happy though thou art , Happier thou mayst be , worthier
canst not be : Taste this , and be henceforth among the gods Thyself a goddess ...
Or envy , or what reserve forbids to taste ? ... Here , happy creature , fair angelic
Eve , Partake thou also ; happy though thou art , Happier thou mayst be , worthier
canst not be : Taste this , and be henceforth among the gods Thyself a goddess ...
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... vouchsafe with us Two only , who yet hy sov ' reign gift possess This spacious
ground , in yander shady bower To rest , and what the garden choicest bears To
sit and taste , till this meridian heat Be over , and the sun more cool decline .
... vouchsafe with us Two only , who yet hy sov ' reign gift possess This spacious
ground , in yander shady bower To rest , and what the garden choicest bears To
sit and taste , till this meridian heat Be over , and the sun more cool decline .
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... pure Intelligential substances require , As doth your rational ; and both contain
Within them every lower faculty Of sense , whereby they hear , see , smell , touch
, taste , Tasting concoct , digest , assimilate , And corporeal to incorporeal turn .
... pure Intelligential substances require , As doth your rational ; and both contain
Within them every lower faculty Of sense , whereby they hear , see , smell , touch
, taste , Tasting concoct , digest , assimilate , And corporeal to incorporeal turn .
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... all his thoughts Of mischief , gratulating , thus excites : Thoughts , whither have
ye led me ! with what sweet Compulsion thus transported , to forget What hither
brought us ! hate , not love , nor hope Of Paradise , for hell , hope here to taste .
... all his thoughts Of mischief , gratulating , thus excites : Thoughts , whither have
ye led me ! with what sweet Compulsion thus transported , to forget What hither
brought us ! hate , not love , nor hope Of Paradise , for hell , hope here to taste .
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An eager appetite , raisd by the smell So savoury of that fruit , which with desire ,
Inclinable now grown to touch and taste , Solicited her longing eye : yet first ,
Pausing awhile , thus to herself she mus d : Great are thy virtues , doubtless , best
of ...
An eager appetite , raisd by the smell So savoury of that fruit , which with desire ,
Inclinable now grown to touch and taste , Solicited her longing eye : yet first ,
Pausing awhile , thus to herself she mus d : Great are thy virtues , doubtless , best
of ...
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Adam Angel arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine doubt dreadful dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire fruit gates glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell hill hope human King land leave less light live look lost mankind mind morn nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pow'r pure reason receive reply'd rest rise round Satan seat seek seem'd serpent shape side sight sons soon sound spake spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree virtue voice whence wide winds wings
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Seite 240 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Seite 45 - Their song was partial, but the harmony (What could it less when spirits immortal sing?) Suspended Hell, and took with ravishment The thronging audience.
Seite 61 - 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.
Seite 253 - O unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.
Seite 204 - Stood in himself collected, while each part, Motion, each act won audience ere the tongue...
Seite 60 - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, 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.
Seite 187 - I now must change Those notes to tragic ; foul distrust, and breach Disloyal on the part of Man, revolt And disobedience : on the part of Heaven Now alienated, distance and distaste, Anger and just rebuke, and judgment given, That brought into this world a world of woe.
Seite 282 - New Heavens, new Earth, ages of endless date, Founded in righteousness, and peace, and love; To bring forth fruits, joy and eternal bliss.
Seite 111 - 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.
Seite 215 - The fig-tree ; not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade High over-arch'd, and echoing walks between...