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Strana 74
We are told indeed hy Mr. Richardson , that Sir George Hungerford , an ancient
member of parliament , told him , that Sir John Denhain came into the house one
morning with a sheet of Paradise Lost wet from the press in his hand ; and heing
...
We are told indeed hy Mr. Richardson , that Sir George Hungerford , an ancient
member of parliament , told him , that Sir John Denhain came into the house one
morning with a sheet of Paradise Lost wet from the press in his hand ; and heing
...
Strana 88
and would be stirring in the summer at four , and in the winter at five in the
morning ; but if he was not disposed to rise at his usual hours , he still did not lie
sleeping , but had some body or other by his bed - side to read to him . At his first
rising ...
and would be stirring in the summer at four , and in the winter at five in the
morning ; but if he was not disposed to rise at his usual hours , he still did not lie
sleeping , but had some body or other by his bed - side to read to him . At his first
rising ...
Strana 229
Gabriel promises to find him ere morning . Night coming on , Adam and Eve
discourse of going to their rest : their bower described ; their evening worship .
Gabriel drawing forth his bands of night - watch to walk the round of Paradise ,
appoints ...
Gabriel promises to find him ere morning . Night coming on , Adam and Eve
discourse of going to their rest : their bower described ; their evening worship .
Gabriel drawing forth his bands of night - watch to walk the round of Paradise ,
appoints ...
Strana 252
To - morrow ere fresh morning streak the east With first approach of light we must
be risen , And at our pleasant labour , to reform Yon flow'ry arbours , yonder
alleys green , Our walk at noon , with branches overgrown , That mock our scant
...
To - morrow ere fresh morning streak the east With first approach of light we must
be risen , And at our pleasant labour , to reform Yon flow'ry arbours , yonder
alleys green , Our walk at noon , with branches overgrown , That mock our scant
...
Strana 266
... but fled Murm'ring , and with him fed the shades of night . END OF THE
FOURTH BOOK , BOOK V. 3 THE ARGUMENT . Morning approach'd , Eve 266 [
BOOK IV . PARADISE LOST . Than Heav'n permits, normine, though doubled
now ...
... but fled Murm'ring , and with him fed the shades of night . END OF THE
FOURTH BOOK , BOOK V. 3 THE ARGUMENT . Morning approach'd , Eve 266 [
BOOK IV . PARADISE LOST . Than Heav'n permits, normine, though doubled
now ...
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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.
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| Názov | 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, ... 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, John Milton |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Vydavateľ | proprietors, 1795 |
| Zdroj originálu: | Oxfordská univerzita |
| Digitalizované | 25. sep. 2006 |
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