Oeuvres de Delille, Zväzok 5Furne, 1832 |
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Strana 37
... céleste voûte , L'Eternel l'envoya , lui , tous ses bataillons , Tomber , s'ensevelir dans un gouffre sans fonds , Séjour des feux vengeurs , épouvantable abîme , Où les peines sans fin se mesurent au crime , Et tiennent accablé sous ...
... céleste voûte , L'Eternel l'envoya , lui , tous ses bataillons , Tomber , s'ensevelir dans un gouffre sans fonds , Séjour des feux vengeurs , épouvantable abîme , Où les peines sans fin se mesurent au crime , Et tiennent accablé sous ...
Strana 67
... céleste Est homme par le buste , et poisson par le reste . Dans les champs d'Ascalon , dans les vallons de Ger , La terreur adorait ce monstre de la mer : Him follow'd Rimmon , whose delightful seat Was fair Damascus 5 . PARADIS PERDU ...
... céleste Est homme par le buste , et poisson par le reste . Dans les champs d'Ascalon , dans les vallons de Ger , La terreur adorait ce monstre de la mer : Him follow'd Rimmon , whose delightful seat Was fair Damascus 5 . PARADIS PERDU ...
Strana 79
... céleste , Tout éclipsé qu'il est , éclipse tout le reste . Foudroyé , mais debout , triste et majestueux , Sur son front , que du ciel ont sillonné les feux , Du tonnerre vengeur on voit encor les traces : La douleur dans ses traits a ...
... céleste , Tout éclipsé qu'il est , éclipse tout le reste . Foudroyé , mais debout , triste et majestueux , Sur son front , que du ciel ont sillonné les feux , Du tonnerre vengeur on voit encor les traces : La douleur dans ses traits a ...
Strana 83
... céleste , Pour languir enchaînés dans ce cachot funeste . Mais dans un grand conseil mûrissons ces projets : Enfin , point de traités , de trève , ni de paix ! Guerre ouverte ou cachée à ce tyran du monde ! La guerre ! c'est mon vœu ...
... céleste , Pour languir enchaînés dans ce cachot funeste . Mais dans un grand conseil mûrissons ces projets : Enfin , point de traités , de trève , ni de paix ! Guerre ouverte ou cachée à ce tyran du monde ! La guerre ! c'est mon vœu ...
Strana 89
... céleste voûte , Il roula dans l'espace , et , du trône des airs , Vint tomber à Lemnos , fille antique des mers . Là finit son voyage : ainsi content les fables . Que dis - je ? dès long - temps tous les anges coupables Etaient tombés ...
... céleste voûte , Il roula dans l'espace , et , du trône des airs , Vint tomber à Lemnos , fille antique des mers . Là finit son voyage : ainsi content les fables . Que dis - je ? dès long - temps tous les anges coupables Etaient tombés ...
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Adam Almighty angels anges another world arm'd arms battle behold bring call'd céleste Chaos ciel cieux cœur created dark darkness death deep Dieu divine doom doux earth Éden enfers envy equal eternal éternelle evil extol Father fear feux find fire first forth found front fruits gloire glory godlike gold good grace great guerriers hand happy hast hath head heaven heavenly Hell high hill his enemy his punishment Homère hope infernal King know l'Énéide l'enfer l'Éternel less light lost love mankind maux Milton Moloch night nuit o'er offspring once Paradise pass'd poème power powers praise rage reign right round Satan scorn seat seem'd seest shade shape shone side sight soon spake spirits stand stood sweet their thence things thou though thoughts Thrice throne thyself trône turn'd Uriel voûte whence wide winds wings work world worse yeux
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Strana 290 - 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, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Strana 334 - Thus wondrous fair : 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.
Strana 180 - Eternal coeternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate! Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Strana 244 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Strana 182 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
Strana 34 - 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...
Strana 50 - In billows, leave in the midst a horrid vale. Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft, incumbent on the dusky air, That felt unusual weight; till on dry land He lights, if it were land that ever burn'd With solid, as the lake with liquid fire...
Strana 48 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest Mate With Head up-lift above the wave, and Eyes That sparkling blaz'd, his other Parts besides Prone on the Flood, extended long and large Lay floating many a rood, in bulk as huge As whom the Fables name of monstrous size, Titanian, or Earth-born, that warr'd on Jove, Briareos or Typhon, whom the Den By ancient Tarsus held, or that Sea-beast Leviathan, which God of all his works Created hugest that swim th...
Strana 54 - 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 164 - And time, and place, are lost ; where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of nature, hold Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand. For Hot, Cold, Moist, and Dry, four champions fierce, Strive here for mastery, and to battle bring Their embryon atoms...