Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from the Text of Tonson's Correct Edition of 1711. A New Edition, with Notes and the Life of the Author, in Three Volumes, by Thomas Newton, ... |
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What fury ' , O Son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart Against thy Father's
head ? and know'st for whom ; For him who sits above and laughs the while 731
At thee ordain d his drudge , to execute Whate'er his wrath , which he calls ...
What fury ' , O Son , Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart Against thy Father's
head ? and know'st for whom ; For him who sits above and laughs the while 731
At thee ordain d his drudge , to execute Whate'er his wrath , which he calls ...
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Dear Daughter , since thou claim'st me for thy sire , And my fair son here show'st
me , the dear pledge Of dalliance had with thee in Heav'n , and joys Then sweet ,
now sad to mention , through dire change Befail'n us unforeseen , unthought of ...
Dear Daughter , since thou claim'st me for thy sire , And my fair son here show'st
me , the dear pledge Of dalliance had with thee in Heav'n , and joys Then sweet ,
now sad to mention , through dire change Befail'n us unforeseen , unthought of ...
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HAIL holy Light , offspring of Heav'n first - born , Or of th ' Eternal coeternal beam
May I express thee ' unblam'd ? Since God is light , And never but in
unapproached light Dwelt from eternity , dwelt then in thee , Bright eMuence of
bright ...
HAIL holy Light , offspring of Heav'n first - born , Or of th ' Eternal coeternal beam
May I express thee ' unblam'd ? Since God is light , And never but in
unapproached light Dwelt from eternity , dwelt then in thee , Bright eMuence of
bright ...
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To me are all my works , nor Man the least , Though last created ; that for him I
spare Thee from my bosom and right hand , to save , By losing thee a while , the
whole race lost . 280 Thou therefore , whom thou only canst redeem , Their
nature ...
To me are all my works , nor Man the least , Though last created ; that for him I
spare Thee from my bosom and right hand , to save , By losing thee a while , the
whole race lost . 280 Thou therefore , whom thou only canst redeem , Their
nature ...
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God - like fruition , quitted all to save A world from utter loss , and hast been found
By merit more than birthright Son of God , Found worthiest to be so by being good
, 310 Far more than great or high ; because in thee Love hath abounded more ...
God - like fruition , quitted all to save A world from utter loss , and hast been found
By merit more than birthright Son of God , Found worthiest to be so by being good
, 310 Far more than great or high ; because in thee Love hath abounded more ...
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there is a band i like named after this book, Paradise Lost..
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Página 139 - Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heav'nly Muse...
Página 272 - 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.
Página 146 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him haply slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Página 256 - Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range, by thee Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Página 140 - 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...
Página 253 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet But wherefore all night long shine these?
Página 188 - Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death ; which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good ; Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.
Página 170 - The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe. Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse.
Página 165 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Página 190 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.