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Gabriel promises to find him ere morning . Night coming on , Adam and Eve
discourse of going to their rest : their bower described : their evening worship .
Gabriel drawing forth bis bands of night - watch to walk the round of Paradise ,
appoints ...
Gabriel promises to find him ere morning . Night coming on , Adam and Eve
discourse of going to their rest : their bower described : their evening worship .
Gabriel drawing forth bis bands of night - watch to walk the round of Paradise ,
appoints ...
Página 113
Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ;
pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams ,
on herb , tree , fruit , and flower , Glist ' ring with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth 645
...
Sweet is the breath of morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds ;
pleasant the sun , When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams ,
on herb , tree , fruit , and flower , Glist ' ring with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth 645
...
Página 127
Morning approach ' d , Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream ; he likes it
not , yet comforts her : They come forth to their day - labours : Their morning hymn
at the door of their bower . God , to render man inexcusable , sends Ra . phael to
...
Morning approach ' d , Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream ; he likes it
not , yet comforts her : They come forth to their day - labours : Their morning hymn
at the door of their bower . God , to render man inexcusable , sends Ra . phael to
...
Página 128
Awake My fairest , my espous ' d , my latest found , Heav ' n ' s last best gift , my
ever new delight , Awake ; the morning shines , and the fresh field 20 Calls us ;
we lose the prime , to mark hów spring Our tender plants , how blows the citron ...
Awake My fairest , my espous ' d , my latest found , Heav ' n ' s last best gift , my
ever new delight , Awake ; the morning shines , and the fresh field 20 Calls us ;
we lose the prime , to mark hów spring Our tender plants , how blows the citron ...
Página 159
... confusion into the place of punishment prepared for them in the deep : Messiah
returns with triumph to his Father . ALL night the dreadless Angel unpursued
Through Heav ' n ' s wide champain held his way ; till morn , Wak ' d by the
circling ...
... confusion into the place of punishment prepared for them in the deep : Messiah
returns with triumph to his Father . ALL night the dreadless Angel unpursued
Through Heav ' n ' s wide champain held his way ; till morn , Wak ' d by the
circling ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adam Angels arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring callid cloud coming created creatures dark death deep delight divine 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 leave less light live look lost mind morn nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pow'r pure race reason reign reply'd rest rise round Satan seat seek seem'd Serpent shape side sight sons soon sound spake Spi'rits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree virtue voice whence wide winds wings
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Página 133 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. 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.
Página 263 - 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 2 - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, 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, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 114 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Página 133 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, 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 26 - 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...
Página 252 - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Página 25 - 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.
Página 29 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Página 66 - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old; Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
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| Título | Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711 |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Publicado | 1801 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 22 Sep. 2006 |
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