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If thou beest he ; but O how fall ' n ! how chang ' d From him , who , in the happy
realms of light , 85 Cloth ' d with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads
though bright ! If he whom mutuał league , United thoughts and counsels , equal
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If thou beest he ; but O how fall ' n ! how chang ' d From him , who , in the happy
realms of light , 85 Cloth ' d with transcendent brightness , didst outshine Myriads
though bright ! If he whom mutuał league , United thoughts and counsels , equal
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With diadem and scepter high advanc ' d , 90 The lower still I fall , only supreme
In misery ; such joy ambition finds . But say I could repent , and could obtain , By
act of grace , my former state ; how soon Would highth recall high thoughts , how
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With diadem and scepter high advanc ' d , 90 The lower still I fall , only supreme
In misery ; such joy ambition finds . But say I could repent , and could obtain , By
act of grace , my former state ; how soon Would highth recall high thoughts , how
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... and from whom ; what enemy , Late fall ' n himself from Heav ' n , is plotting
now 240 The fall of others from like state of bliss ; By violence ? no , for that shall
be withstood ; But by deceit and lies ; this let him know , Lest , wilfully
transgressing ...
... and from whom ; what enemy , Late fall ' n himself from Heav ' n , is plotting
now 240 The fall of others from like state of bliss ; By violence ? no , for that shall
be withstood ; But by deceit and lies ; this let him know , Lest , wilfully
transgressing ...
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... while our obedience holds ; On other surety none ; freely we serve , Because
we freely love ; as in our will To love or not ; in this we fland or fall : 540 And some
are fall ' n , to disobedience fall ' n , And so from Heav ' n to deepest Hell ; O fall !
... while our obedience holds ; On other surety none ; freely we serve , Because
we freely love ; as in our will To love or not ; in this we fland or fall : 540 And some
are fall ' n , to disobedience fall ' n , And so from Heav ' n to deepest Hell ; O fall !
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But fall ' n he is ; and now What rests , but that the mortal sentence pass On his
transgression , death denounc ' d that day ? Which he presumes already vain
and void , 50 Because Which 316 PARADISE LOST . Book X . From Earth arriv'd
at ...
But fall ' n he is ; and now What rests , but that the mortal sentence pass On his
transgression , death denounc ' d that day ? Which he presumes already vain
and void , 50 Because Which 316 PARADISE LOST . Book X . From Earth arriv'd
at ...
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Página vi - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
Página 89 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Página 186 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drown'd Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.
Página 8 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With 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 Earth-born, that warr'd on Jove ; Briareos or Typhon, whom the den By ancient Tarsus held ; or that seabeast Leviathan, which God of all his works Created hugest that swim the ocean stream...
Página 54 - 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.
Página 119 - 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 89 - Which from his darksome passage now appears; And now, divided into four main streams, Runs diverse, wandering many a famous realm And country, whereof here needs no account...
Página 95 - Unargued I obey, so GOD ordains; GOD is thy law, thou mine; to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise.
Página 217 - Eve ; heaven is for thee too high To know what passes there ; be lowly wise : Think only what concerns thee and thy being ; Dream not of other worlds, what creatures there Live, in what state, condition, or degree, Contented that thus far hath been reveal'd Not of earth only, but of highest heaven...
Página 228 - She disappear'd, and left me dark: I wak'd To find her, or for ever to deplore Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure...
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. From the Text of Thomas Newton D.D. |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Editora | John Baskerville, 1759 |
| Original de | Oxford University |
| Digitalizado | 11 abr. 2006 |
| Num. págs. | 416 páginas |
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