Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 17111801 |
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... meet the noise 65 Of his almighty engine he shall hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his Angels , and his throne itself Mix'd with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His ...
... meet the noise 65 Of his almighty engine he shall hear Infernal thunder , and for lightning see Black fire and horror shot with equal rage Among his Angels , and his throne itself Mix'd with Tartarean sulphur , and strange fire , His ...
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... meet so great a foe : and now great deeds Had been achiev'd , whereof all Hell had rung , Had not the snaky sorceress that sat Fast by Hell gate , and kept the fatal key , 725 Ris'n , and with hideous outcry rush'd between . O FATHER ...
... meet so great a foe : and now great deeds Had been achiev'd , whereof all Hell had rung , Had not the snaky sorceress that sat Fast by Hell gate , and kept the fatal key , 725 Ris'n , and with hideous outcry rush'd between . O FATHER ...
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... meets A vast vacuity : all unawares Fluttering his pennons vain , plumb down he drops Ten thousand fathom deep , and to this hour 915 920 925 930 Down had been falling had not by ill chance 935 The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud ...
... meets A vast vacuity : all unawares Fluttering his pennons vain , plumb down he drops Ten thousand fathom deep , and to this hour 915 920 925 930 Down had been falling had not by ill chance 935 The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud ...
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... meet there whatever power Or Spirit of the nethermost abyss 955 Might in that noise reside , of whom to ask Which way the nearest coast of darkness lies Bord'ring on light ; when straight behold the throne Of Chaos , and his dark ...
... meet there whatever power Or Spirit of the nethermost abyss 955 Might in that noise reside , of whom to ask Which way the nearest coast of darkness lies Bord'ring on light ; when straight behold the throne Of Chaos , and his dark ...
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... meet , Indebted and undone , hath none to bring : Behold me then ; me for him , life for life I offer ; on me let thine anger fall , Account me Man ; for his sake will leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee 235 Freely put off ...
... meet , Indebted and undone , hath none to bring : Behold me then ; me for him , life for life I offer ; on me let thine anger fall , Account me Man ; for his sake will leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee 235 Freely put off ...
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Paradise Lost, a Poem. PR. from the Text of Tonson's Correct Ed. of 1711 Professor John Milton Peržiūra negalima - 2016 |
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Abdiel Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd arm'd arms beast behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell eternal evil eyes fair FAIR Angel faith fall'n Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flow'rs fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill Ithuriel join'd king lest light live mankind Messiah mix'd morn mov'd night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise pass'd peace plac'd pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shalt sight soon spake Spi'rits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thyself tow'ards tree Turkish crescent turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
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133 psl. - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
263 psl. - 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.
2 psl. - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
114 psl. - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
133 psl. - 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. 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.
26 psl. - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling star...
252 psl. - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
25 psl. - Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven ; The roof was fretted gold.
29 psl. - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
66 psl. - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old; Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.