Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books, Том 2

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R. Bladon, T. Lawes, S. Crowder, C. Ware, and T. Payne, 1784 - 463 стор.
 

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Сторінка 50 - Without copartner ? so to add what wants In female sex, the more to draw his love, And render me more equal; and, perhaps, A thing not undesirable, sometime Superior; for, inferior, who is free ? This may be well: but what if God have seen.
Сторінка 54 - Matter of scorn, not to be given the Foe. However, I with thee have fix'd my lot, Certain to undergo like doom : If death Consort with thee, death is to me as life ; So forcible within my heart I feel The bond of Nature draw me to my own ; My own in thee, for what thou art is mine ; Our state cannot be sever'd ; we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
Сторінка 1 - THE angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear...
Сторінка 96 - ... a rib Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, More to the part sinister, from me drawn ; Well if thrown out, as supernumerary To my just number found. O ! why did God, Creator wise, that peopled highest heaven With spirits masculine, create at last This novelty on earth, this fair defect Of nature, and not fill the world at once With men, as angels, without feminine ; Or find some other way to generate Mankind?
Сторінка 25 - Nor skilled, nor studious, higher argument Remains ; sufficient of itself to raise That name, unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing Depressed ; and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers who brings it nightly to my ear.
Сторінка 9 - Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here...
Сторінка 125 - But have I now seen death ? Is this the way I must return to native dust ? O sight Of terror, foul and ugly to behold, Horrid to think, how horrible to feel...
Сторінка 10 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here? Not of myself, by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent : Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know.
Сторінка 164 - Henceforth I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...
Сторінка 116 - Present, and of his presence many a sign Still following thee, still compassing thee round With goodness and paternal love, his face Express, and of his steps the track divine.

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