Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from the Text of Tonson's Correct Edition of 1711. A New Edition, with Notes and the Life of the Author, in Three Volumes, by Thomas Newton, ...proprietors, 1795 |
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... honour not only to his country but to human nature . Were it possible for this divine Poem to be brought under the contemplation of Angels , they would recognize the powers of some kindred being . The design of this poem , and the ...
... honour not only to his country but to human nature . Were it possible for this divine Poem to be brought under the contemplation of Angels , they would recognize the powers of some kindred being . The design of this poem , and the ...
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... honour by his notes upon Homer , it can be no discredit to a graver Divine than myself to comment upon such a divine poem as the Paradise Lost , especi ally after some great men , who have gone before me in this exercise , and whose ...
... honour by his notes upon Homer , it can be no discredit to a graver Divine than myself to comment upon such a divine poem as the Paradise Lost , especi ally after some great men , who have gone before me in this exercise , and whose ...
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... honour by his new edition of the Paradise Lost . Nay some have been so far preju- diced as to think , that he could not be a good critic in any language , who had shown himself so injudicious an one in his own mother - tongue . But ...
... honour by his new edition of the Paradise Lost . Nay some have been so far preju- diced as to think , that he could not be a good critic in any language , who had shown himself so injudicious an one in his own mother - tongue . But ...
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... loss that we have sustained in the others , which cannot now be recovered . He has done me the honour too of recommending this edition to the public in the A 3 PREFACE . work as are more immediately proper for our design, ...
... loss that we have sustained in the others , which cannot now be recovered . He has done me the honour too of recommending this edition to the public in the A 3 PREFACE . work as are more immediately proper for our design, ...
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... honour of his conversation . As the notes are of various authors , so they are of various kinds , critical and explanatory ; some to correct the errors of former editions , to discuss the various readings , and to establish the true ...
... honour of his conversation . As the notes are of various authors , so they are of various kinds , critical and explanatory ; some to correct the errors of former editions , to discuss the various readings , and to establish the true ...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from ... John Milton Úplné zobrazenie - 1795 |
Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Printed from ... John Milton Úplné zobrazenie - 1795 |
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Strana 139 - 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, heav'nly Muse...
Strana 272 - 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.
Strana 146 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream : Him haply slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Strana 256 - Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else. By thee adulterous lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range, by thee Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother first were known.
Strana 140 - 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...
Strana 253 - But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet But wherefore all night long shine these?
Strana 188 - Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death ; which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good ; Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.
Strana 170 - The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe. Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse.
Strana 165 - Indian mount, or fairy elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Strana 190 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.