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... yet from those flames No light , but rather darkness visible Serv ' d only to
discover sights of woe , Regions of sorrow , doleful shades , where peace 65 And
rest can never dwell , hope never comes 70 ' That comes to all ; but torture
without ...
... yet from those flames No light , but rather darkness visible Serv ' d only to
discover sights of woe , Regions of sorrow , doleful shades , where peace 65 And
rest can never dwell , hope never comes 70 ' That comes to all ; but torture
without ...
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All is not lost ; th ' unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And
courage never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome ; That
glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me . To bow and sue for grace
With ...
All is not lost ; th ' unconquerable will , And study of revenge , immortal hate , And
courage never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome ; That
glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me . To bow and sue for grace
With ...
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... offspring of Heav ' n first born , Cr 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 effluence of bright essence increate .
... offspring of Heav ' n first born , Cr 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 effluence of bright essence increate .
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For never can true reconcilement grow , Where wounds of deadly hate have pierc
' d so deep : Which would but lead me to a worse relapse 100 And heavier fall ;
so should I purchase dear Short intermission bought with double smart .
For never can true reconcilement grow , Where wounds of deadly hate have pierc
' d so deep : Which would but lead me to a worse relapse 100 And heavier fall ;
so should I purchase dear Short intermission bought with double smart .
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O sole in whom my thoughts find all repose , My glory , my perfection , glad I see
Thy face , and morn return ' d ; for I this night ( Such night till this I never pass ' d )
have dream ' d , If dream ' d , not as I oft am wont , of thee , Works of day past , or
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O sole in whom my thoughts find all repose , My glory , my perfection , glad I see
Thy face , and morn return ' d ; for I this night ( Such night till this I never pass ' d )
have dream ' d , If dream ' d , not as I oft am wont , of thee , Works of day past , or
...
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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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