Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve BooksTimothy Bedlington, 1820 - 305 pages |
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... never flags , but always keeps on wing . Where couldst thou words of such a compass find ? Whence furnish such a vast expanse of mind ? Just Heav'n thee , like Tiresias , to requite , Rewards with prophecy thy loss of sight , Well might ...
... never flags , but always keeps on wing . Where couldst thou words of such a compass find ? Whence furnish such a vast expanse of mind ? Just Heav'n thee , like Tiresias , to requite , Rewards with prophecy thy loss of sight , Well might ...
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... never dwell , hope never comes That comes to all , but torture without end Still urges , and a fiery deluge , fed With ever - burning sulphur unconsum'd . Such place eternal Justice had prepar'd For those rebellious ; here their pris'on ...
... never dwell , hope never comes That comes to all , but torture without end Still urges , and a fiery deluge , fed With ever - burning sulphur unconsum'd . Such place eternal Justice had prepar'd For those rebellious ; here their pris'on ...
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... never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me . To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee , and deify his pow'r , Who from the terror of this arm so late ...
... never to submit or yield , And what is else not to be overcome ; That glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from me . To bow and sue for grace With suppliant knee , and deify his pow'r , Who from the terror of this arm so late ...
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... never will be our task , But ever to do ill our sole delight : As be'ing the contrary to his high will Whom we resist . If then his providence Out of our evil seek to bring forth good , Our labour must be to pervert that end , 160 And ...
... never will be our task , But ever to do ill our sole delight : As be'ing the contrary to his high will Whom we resist . If then his providence Out of our evil seek to bring forth good , Our labour must be to pervert that end , 160 And ...
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... never from her frozen loins , to pass Rhene or the Danaw , when her barbarous sons Came like a deluge on the south , and spread Beneath Gibraltar to the Libyan sands . 341 345 350 355 Forthwith from every squadron and each band The ...
... never from her frozen loins , to pass Rhene or the Danaw , when her barbarous sons Came like a deluge on the south , and spread Beneath Gibraltar to the Libyan sands . 341 345 350 355 Forthwith from every squadron and each band The ...
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Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms beast behold bliss BOOK bright burning lake call'd celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud creatures Cusco dark days of Heaven death deep delight divine dreadful dwell eternal etherial evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith fall'n Father fear Fiend fierce fire fix'd form'd 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 lest light live mankind Messiah mix'd morn night o'er ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd peace plac'd pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph serpent shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
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Page 60 - Tunes her nocturnal note : 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...
Page 221 - 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.
Page 162 - To hoarse or mute, though fallen on evil days, On evil days though fallen, and evil tongues; In darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
Page 82 - I sdein'd subjection, and thought one step higher Would set me highest, and in a moment quit The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burdensome still paying, still to owe...
Page 116 - Six wings he wore, to shade His lineaments divine: the pair that clad Each shoulder broad came mantling o'er his breast With regal ornament; the middle pair Girt like a starry zone his waist, and round Skirted his loins and thighs with downy gold And colours dipt in heaven; the third his feet Shadow'd from either heel with feather'd mail, Sky-tinctured grain.
Page 21 - To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing, and half enclose him round With all his peers: Attention held them mute. Thrice he assay'd, and thrice, in spite of scorn, Tears, such as Angels weep, burst forth: at last Words, interwove with sighs, found out their way.
Page 12 - 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.
Page 111 - All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion; then retires Into her private Cell when Nature rests.
Page 13 - They heard, and were abash'd, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake.
Page 113 - Thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these Thy lowest works : yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. 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.