Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. From the Text of Thomas Newton D.D.John Baskerville, 1759 - 416 стор. |
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Сторінка xlii
... writing fomething in his native language , which might render his name illuf- trious in these ilands , though he should be obfcure and inglorious inglorious to the rest of the world . And in xlii The LIFE of MILTON .
... writing fomething in his native language , which might render his name illuf- trious in these ilands , though he should be obfcure and inglorious inglorious to the rest of the world . And in xlii The LIFE of MILTON .
Сторінка xliii
... rest of the world . And in other parts of his works , after he had engaged in the controverfies of the times , he still promised to produce some noble po- em or other at a fitter feafon ; but it doth not appear that he had then ...
... rest of the world . And in other parts of his works , after he had engaged in the controverfies of the times , he still promised to produce some noble po- em or other at a fitter feafon ; but it doth not appear that he had then ...
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... rest in manuscript is in the library of that College . The learned Dr. Trap has also published a tranflation into Latin verse ; and the world is in expectation of another , that will furpass all the reft , by Mr. William Dobfon of New ...
... rest in manuscript is in the library of that College . The learned Dr. Trap has also published a tranflation into Latin verse ; and the world is in expectation of another , that will furpass all the reft , by Mr. William Dobfon of New ...
Сторінка lvi
... rest , as they are undoubted originals , and were in the poffeffion of Milton's widow : the firft was drawn when he was a- bout twenty one , and is at prefent in the collection of the Right Honorable Arthur Onflow Efq ; Speaker of the ...
... rest , as they are undoubted originals , and were in the poffeffion of Milton's widow : the firft was drawn when he was a- bout twenty one , and is at prefent in the collection of the Right Honorable Arthur Onflow Efq ; Speaker of the ...
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... rest can never dwell , hope never com omes That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges , and a fiery deluge , fed With ever - burning fulphur unconfum'd : Such place eternal Justice had prepar'd For those rebellious ; here ...
... rest can never dwell , hope never com omes That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges , and a fiery deluge , fed With ever - burning fulphur unconfum'd : Such place eternal Justice had prepar'd For those rebellious ; here ...
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Adam againſt alſo Angels anſwer appear'd battel beaſt behold beſt call'd cauſe courſe darkneſs death defcend Defenſe defire divine earth eaſe elſe evil eyes faid fair fame Father fays fecond fent fhall fide fight fince firft firſt fome fons foon foul fruit ftill fuch glory hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell higheſt himſelf houſe juſt king laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live loft loſs Milton moſt muſt night Paradiſe PARADISE LOST paſs'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent publiſhed puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft reign reply'd reſt return'd riſe roſe Satan ſaw ſay ſea ſeat ſeek ſeem'd ſeems ſeen ſerve ſeveral ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhould ſhow ſome ſpake Spirits ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſuch ſweet taſte thee themſelves thence theſe thine things thoſe thou thought thouſand throne thyſelf tree uſe vex'd whoſe wings worſe
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Сторінка vi - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
Сторінка 87 - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Сторінка 180 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drown'd Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.
Сторінка 8 - Thus Satan talking to his nearest mate With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed; 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 seabeast Leviathan, which God of all his works Created hugest that swim the ocean stream...
Сторінка 52 - 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.
Сторінка 113 - 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.
Сторінка 87 - Which from his darksome passage now appears; And now, divided into four main streams, Runs diverse, wandering many a famous realm And country, whereof here needs no account...
Сторінка 91 - Unargued I obey, so GOD ordains; GOD is thy law, thou mine; to know no more Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise.
Сторінка 209 - Eve ; heaven is for thee too high To know what passes there ; be lowly wise : Think only what concerns thee and thy being ; Dream not of other worlds, what creatures there Live, in what state, condition, or degree, Contented that thus far hath been reveal'd Not of earth only, but of highest heaven...
Сторінка 220 - She disappear'd, and left me dark: I wak'd To find her, or for ever to deplore Her loss, and other pleasures all abjure...