Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksJacob Tonson in the Strand, 1826 - 350 páginas |
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... 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 ; in bulk as huge As whom the fables name of monstrous size , Titanian , or ...
... 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 ; in bulk as huge As whom the fables name of monstrous size , Titanian , or ...
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... head ; but that the will And high permission of all - ruling Heaven Left him at large to his own dark designs ; That with reiterated crimes he might Heap on himself damnation , while he sought Evil to others ; and , enraged , might see ...
... head ; but that the will And high permission of all - ruling Heaven Left him at large to his own dark designs ; That with reiterated crimes he might Heap on himself damnation , while he sought Evil to others ; and , enraged , might see ...
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... sons Came like a deluge on the South , and spread Beneath Gibraltar to the Libyan sands . 335 34 € 34 35 3 Forthwith from every squadron , and each band , The heads and leaders thither haste where stood Their great 12 E. I PARADISE LOST .
... sons Came like a deluge on the South , and spread Beneath Gibraltar to the Libyan sands . 335 34 € 34 35 3 Forthwith from every squadron , and each band , The heads and leaders thither haste where stood Their great 12 E. I PARADISE LOST .
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A Poem in Twelve Books John Milton. The heads and leaders thither haste where stood Their great Commander ; Godlike shapes , and forms Excelling human ; princely Dignities ; And Powers that ... heads and leaders thither haste where stood ...
A Poem in Twelve Books John Milton. The heads and leaders thither haste where stood Their great Commander ; Godlike shapes , and forms Excelling human ; princely Dignities ; And Powers that ... heads and leaders thither haste where stood ...
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... heads as low Bow'd down in battle , sunk before the spear Of despicable foes . With these in troop Came Astoreth , whom the ... head and hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , 460 Where he fell flat , and shamed his ...
... heads as low Bow'd down in battle , sunk before the spear Of despicable foes . With these in troop Came Astoreth , whom the ... head and hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , 460 Where he fell flat , and shamed his ...
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Adam Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms 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 nigh 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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Página 56 - 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.
Página 210 - So saying, her rash hand, in evil hour, Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe That all was lost.
Página 76 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crowned, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new World — at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished 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...
Página 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.
Página 107 - Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. 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 3 - 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, 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...
Página 81 - But rather to tell how, — if art could tell,— How from that sapphire fount the crisped brooks, Rolling on orient pearl and sands of gold, With mazy error under pendent shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy...
Página 50 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Página 11 - Over the burning marie, not like those steps On heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.
Página 85 - Ah, gentle pair, ye little think how nigh Your change approaches, when all these delights Will vanish and deliver ye to woe, More woe, the more your taste is now of joy...