Paradise lost, a poem. With the life of the author [by E. Fenton].1800 |
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Paradise Lost, a Poem. with the Life of the Author [By E. Fenton] Professor John Milton,Elijah Fenton Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
Paradise lost, a poem. With the life of the author [by E. Fenton]. John Milton Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1818 |
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Abdiel Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd arm'd arms beast Beelzebub behold bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell eternal ev'ning evil eyes fair Fair angel faith fall'n Father fear fiend fierce fire fix'd flow'rs fruit gates glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart heav'n and earth heav'nly hell hill Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King know'st lest light live lost mankind night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise Paradise Lost pass'd peace pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph serpent shade shalt sight soon sp'rits spake spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thyself tow'rds tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
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Side 242 - O! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Side 45 - Their song was partial, but the harmony (What could it less when spirits immortal sing?) Suspended Hell, and took with ravishment The thronging audience.
Side 61 - 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.
Side 255 - O unexpected stroke, worse than of death ! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades, Fit haunt of gods? where I had hope to spend, Quiet though sad, the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both.
Side 204 - Stood in himself collected, while each part, Motion, each act won audience ere the tongue...
Side 60 - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, 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.
Side 187 - I now must change Those notes to tragic ; foul distrust, and breach Disloyal on the part of Man, revolt And disobedience : on the part of Heaven Now alienated, distance and distaste, Anger and just rebuke, and judgment given, That brought into this world a world of woe.
Side 284 - New Heavens, new Earth, ages of endless date, Founded in righteousness, and peace, and love; To bring forth fruits, joy and eternal bliss.
Side 111 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
Side 215 - The fig-tree ; not that kind for fruit renown'd, But such as at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade High over-arch'd, and echoing walks between...