Paradise Lost: A PoemBaudry's European Library, 1833 - 351 strán (strany) |
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Strana xii
... , at Chalfont , in Bucks , where the author had re- tired from the plague , which raged at that time in London . Mr. Elwood , a quaker , and friend of Milton , having perused the copy , said to him , « Thou hast XII LIFE OF MILTON .
... , at Chalfont , in Bucks , where the author had re- tired from the plague , which raged at that time in London . Mr. Elwood , a quaker , and friend of Milton , having perused the copy , said to him , « Thou hast XII LIFE OF MILTON .
Strana xiii
... hast said a great deal upon « Paradise Lost ; « what hast thou to say upon « Paradise Found ? « a circumstance that induced the author to under- take his poem of « Paradise Regained . >> When the infection had ceased in London , our ...
... hast said a great deal upon « Paradise Lost ; « what hast thou to say upon « Paradise Found ? « a circumstance that induced the author to under- take his poem of « Paradise Regained . >> When the infection had ceased in London , our ...
Strana 54
... Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul ? once deem'd SO fair In Heaven , when at the assembly , and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combin'd In bold conspiracy against Heaven's king , All on a sudden ...
... Hast thou forgot me then , and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul ? once deem'd SO fair In Heaven , when at the assembly , and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combin'd In bold conspiracy against Heaven's king , All on a sudden ...
Strana 71
... hast made ? So should thy goodness and thy greatness both Be question'd and blasphem'd without defence . » > To whom the great Creator thus replied : « O Son , in whom my soul hath chief delight , Son of my bosom , Son who art alone My ...
... hast made ? So should thy goodness and thy greatness both Be question'd and blasphem'd without defence . » > To whom the great Creator thus replied : « O Son , in whom my soul hath chief delight , Son of my bosom , Son who art alone My ...
Strana 73
... hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever ; by thee I live , Though now to death I yield , and am his due , All that of me can die : yet , that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome His prey , nor suffer my ...
... hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever ; by thee I live , Though now to death I yield , and am his due , All that of me can die : yet , that debt paid , Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome His prey , nor suffer my ...
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Strana 13 - Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe. His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand...
Strana 66 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Strana 5 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
Strana 4 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Strana 11 - Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Strana 109 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Strana 127 - But know that, in the soul, Are many lesser faculties, that serve Reason as chief: among these, Fancy next Her office holds; of all external things, Which the five watchful senses represent, She forms imaginations, aery shapes, Which Reason, joining or disjoining, frames All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion ; then retires Into her private cell, when Nature rests.
Strana 110 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, 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
Strana 7 - What though the field be lost ? All is not lost — the unconquerable will. And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield ; And what is else not to be overcome ? That glory never shall his wrath or might no Extort from me.
Strana 92 - O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world ; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...