Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. From the Text of Thomas Newton D.D.John Baskerville, 1759 - 416 sider |
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... throne upon a heap of ftones , that he might " have them at hand to throw at every one's head " who passed by . " He was therefore courted by Charles II . as the moft able man to write a defense of the late King his father and to ...
... throne upon a heap of ftones , that he might " have them at hand to throw at every one's head " who passed by . " He was therefore courted by Charles II . as the moft able man to write a defense of the late King his father and to ...
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... throne and monarchy of God ,. Rais'd impious war in Heav'n , and battel proud , With vain attempt . Him the almighty Power Hurl'd headlong , flaming from th'ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combustion , down To bottomlefs perdition ...
... throne and monarchy of God ,. Rais'd impious war in Heav'n , and battel proud , With vain attempt . Him the almighty Power Hurl'd headlong , flaming from th'ethereal sky , With hideous ruin and combustion , down To bottomlefs perdition ...
Side 6
... utmost pow'r with adverse pow'r oppos'd , In dubious battel on the plains of Heaven , And shook his throne . What , though the field be loft ? 104 All All is not loft ; th'unconquerable will , And study 6 Book I. PARADISE LOST .
... utmost pow'r with adverse pow'r oppos'd , In dubious battel on the plains of Heaven , And shook his throne . What , though the field be loft ? 104 All All is not loft ; th'unconquerable will , And study 6 Book I. PARADISE LOST .
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... thrones ; 360 Though of their names , in heav'nly records , now Be no memorial ; blotted out , and ras'd , By their rebellion , from the books of life . Nor had they yet , among the fons of Eve , 364 Got them new names , till , wand ...
... thrones ; 360 Though of their names , in heav'nly records , now Be no memorial ; blotted out , and ras'd , By their rebellion , from the books of life . Nor had they yet , among the fons of Eve , 364 Got them new names , till , wand ...
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... throne ; upheld by old repute , Confent or custom ; and his regal state 640 Put forth at full , but ftill his ftrength conceal'd , Which tempted our attempt , and wrought our fall . Henceforth his might we know , and know our own , So ...
... throne ; upheld by old repute , Confent or custom ; and his regal state 640 Put forth at full , but ftill his ftrength conceal'd , Which tempted our attempt , and wrought our fall . Henceforth his might we know , and know our own , So ...
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Adam againſt alſo Angels anſwer appear'd battel beaſt behold beſt call'd cauſe courſe darkneſs death defcend Defenſe defire divine earth eaſe elſe evil eyes faid fair fame Father fays fecond fent fhall fide fight fince firft firſt fome fons foon foul fruit ftill fuch glory hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell higheſt himſelf houſe juſt king laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live loft loſs Milton moſt muſt night Paradiſe PARADISE LOST paſs'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent publiſhed puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft reign reply'd reſt return'd riſe roſe Satan ſaw ſay ſea ſeat ſeek ſeem'd ſeems ſeen ſerve ſeveral ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpake Spirits ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſuch ſweet taſte thee themſelves thence theſe thine things thoſe thou thought thouſand throne thyſelf tree uſe vex'd whoſe wings worſe
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Side 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.
Side 87 - 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...
Side 180 - 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.
Side 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...
Side 52 - 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.
Side 113 - 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.
Side 87 - 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...
Side 91 - Unargued I obey, so GOD ordains; GOD is thy law, thou mine; to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise.
Side 209 - 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...
Side 220 - 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...