The Paradise Lost of Milton, Volume 1Septimus Prowett, 1827 - 24 páginas |
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... cloud Of locusts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like night , and darkened all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad Angels seen , Hovering on wing under the cope of Hell Twixt upper ...
... cloud Of locusts , warping on the eastern wind , That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like night , and darkened all the land of Nile : So numberless were those bad Angels seen , Hovering on wing under the cope of Hell Twixt upper ...
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... clouds and dark doth Heaven's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Mustering their rage , and Heaven resembles Hell ? As he ...
... clouds and dark doth Heaven's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Mustering their rage , and Heaven resembles Hell ? As he ...
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... clouds Ascending , while the north - wind sleeps , o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face , the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow , or shower ; If chance the radiant sun with farewell sweet Extend his evening - beam ...
... clouds Ascending , while the north - wind sleeps , o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face , the louring element Scowls o'er the darkened landskip snow , or shower ; If chance the radiant sun with farewell sweet Extend his evening - beam ...
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... troubled sky , and armies rush To battle in the clouds , before each van Prick forth the aery knights , and couch their spears 511 519 528 536 Till thickest legions close ; with feats of arms From BOOK II . ] 57 PARADISE LOST .
... troubled sky , and armies rush To battle in the clouds , before each van Prick forth the aery knights , and couch their spears 511 519 528 536 Till thickest legions close ; with feats of arms From BOOK II . ] 57 PARADISE LOST .
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... clouds , by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala , or the isles Of Ternate and Tidore , whence merchants bring Their spicy drugs ; they , on the trading flood , 623 632 640 Through the wide Ethiopian to the Cape , Ply stemming ...
... clouds , by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala , or the isles Of Ternate and Tidore , whence merchants bring Their spicy drugs ; they , on the trading flood , 623 632 640 Through the wide Ethiopian to the Cape , Ply stemming ...
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Abdiel Adam adore Almighty angelick Angels Arch-Angel arms battle Beelzebub behold Belial bliss burning lake celestial chariot Cherub Cherubim cloud creatures dark deeds deep delight Designed & Engraved divine dread earth equal eternal ethereal evil fair Fair Angel fall Father fear fell Fiend fierce fiery fire flames flowers gates glory Gods gold golden grace hand happy hast hate hath Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour horrid horrour host infernal Ithuriel King legions less light Messiah Moloch night o'er once ordained pain PARADISE LOST praise rage reign revenge round Satan Satan return scaped seat seemed Seraph Seraphim shade shalt shape sight soon sovran spake Spirits stood sweet taste terrour Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou thoughts throne thunder thyself Uriel wall of Heaven Weening whence winds wings wonder Zephon
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Página 138 - 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.
Página 13 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Página 162 - Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Página 139 - 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. How often, from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to others...
Página 136 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Página 114 - 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 81 - Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the Sun, Before the Heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising World of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite...
Página 138 - When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Evening mild...
Página 83 - 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 161 - 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.