Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 17111801 |
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... Hell described here , not in the centre ( for Heaven and Earth may be supposed as yet not made , certainly not yet accursed ) , but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest called Chaos : Here Satan with his Angels lying on the burning ...
... Hell described here , not in the centre ( for Heaven and Earth may be supposed as yet not made , certainly not yet accursed ) , but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest called Chaos : Here Satan with his Angels lying on the burning ...
الصفحة 2
... Hell , say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy state , 30 Favour'd of Heav'n so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the world besides ? Who first seduc'd ...
... Hell , say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy state , 30 Favour'd of Heav'n so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the world besides ? Who first seduc'd ...
الصفحة 6
... Hell to work in fire , Or do his errands in the gloomy deep ; 150 What can it then avail , though yet we feel Strength undiminish'd , or eternal being To undergo eternal punishment ? 155 Whereto with speedy words th ' Arch - Fiend reply ...
... Hell to work in fire , Or do his errands in the gloomy deep ; 150 What can it then avail , though yet we feel Strength undiminish'd , or eternal being To undergo eternal punishment ? 155 Whereto with speedy words th ' Arch - Fiend reply ...
الصفحة 10
... Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell , a Hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , 255 And ...
... Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time . The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell , a Hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , 255 And ...
الصفحة 12
... Hell resounded . Princes , Potentates , 315 Warriors , the flow'r of Heav'n , once yours , now lost , If such astonishment as this can seize Eternal Spi'rits ; or have ye chos'n this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied ...
... Hell resounded . Princes , Potentates , 315 Warriors , the flow'r of Heav'n , once yours , now lost , If such astonishment as this can seize Eternal Spi'rits ; or have ye chos'n this place After the toil of battle to repose Your wearied ...
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Abdiel Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd arm'd arms beast behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell eternal evil eyes fair FAIR Angel faith fall'n Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flow'rs fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill Ithuriel join'd king lest light live mankind Messiah mix'd morn mov'd night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise pass'd peace plac'd pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shalt sight soon spake Spi'rits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thyself tow'ards tree Turkish crescent turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
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الصفحة 133 - 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.
الصفحة 263 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
الصفحة 2 - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
الصفحة 114 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. 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...
الصفحة 133 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. 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.
الصفحة 26 - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
الصفحة 252 - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
الصفحة 25 - Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven ; The roof was fretted gold.
الصفحة 29 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
الصفحة 66 - 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.