Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksT. Bedlington, 1826 - 294 sider |
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Side 9
... hand the flames , Driven backward , slope their pointing spires , and roll'd In billows , leave i ' the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air , That felt unusual ...
... hand the flames , Driven backward , slope their pointing spires , and roll'd In billows , leave i ' the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight 225 Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air , That felt unusual ...
Side 15
... hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , 460 Where he fell flat , and shamed his worshippers : Dagon his name , sea monster , upward man And downward fish : yet had his temple high Rear'd in Azotus , dreaded through ...
... hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , 460 Where he fell flat , and shamed his worshippers : Dagon his name , sea monster , upward man And downward fish : yet had his temple high Rear'd in Azotus , dreaded through ...
Side 21
... hands Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth For treasures , better hid . Soon had his crew Open'd into the hill a spacious wound , And digg'd out ribs of gold . Let none admire That riches grow in Hell ; that soil may best Deserve the ...
... hands Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth For treasures , better hid . Soon had his crew Open'd into the hill a spacious wound , And digg'd out ribs of gold . Let none admire That riches grow in Hell ; that soil may best Deserve the ...
Side 23
... sun with Taurus rides , is youth about the hive fresh dews and flowers Le smoothed plank , awbuilt citadel , expatiate and confer 761 765 970 700 And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the. e a falling star ,. BE LOST . 23 ...
... sun with Taurus rides , is youth about the hive fresh dews and flowers Le smoothed plank , awbuilt citadel , expatiate and confer 761 765 970 700 And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the. e a falling star ,. BE LOST . 23 ...
Side 23
A Poem in Twelve Books John Milton. 700 And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the plain , in many cells ... hand was known In Heaven by many a tower'd structure high , Where sceptred Angels held their residence , And sat as ...
A Poem in Twelve Books John Milton. 700 And hands innumerable scarce perform . Nigh on the plain , in many cells ... hand was known In Heaven by many a tower'd structure high , Where sceptred Angels held their residence , And sat as ...
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Abdiel 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 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 morn 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 Thammuz 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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Side 101 - 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.
Side 85 - 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
Side 26 - A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care; And princely counsel in his face yet shone Majestic, though in ruin: sage he stood, "With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night, Or summer's noontide air, while thus he spake: " Thrones, and imperial powers, offspring of heaven, Ethereal virtues!
Side 48 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Side 85 - With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven her starry train : 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 star-light, without thee is sweet.
Side 6 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fesole Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Side 43 - 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.
Side 74 - Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears : And now, divided into four main streams, Runs diverse, wandering many a famous realm And country...
Side 6 - Over the burning marie, not like those steps On heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.