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... stars , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his glory sat , His only Son ; on earth he first beheld Our two first parents , yet the only two Of mankind , in the happy garden plac'd ...
... stars , and from his sight receiv'd Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his glory sat , His only Son ; on earth he first beheld Our two first parents , yet the only two Of mankind , in the happy garden plac'd ...
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... stars , that shone Stars distant , but nigh hand seem'd other worlds ; Or other worlds they seem'd , or happy isles , Like those Hesperian gardens fam'd of old , Fortunate fields , and groves , and flow'ry vales , Thrice happy isles ...
... stars , that shone Stars distant , but nigh hand seem'd other worlds ; Or other worlds they seem'd , or happy isles , Like those Hesperian gardens fam'd of old , Fortunate fields , and groves , and flow'ry vales , Thrice happy isles ...
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... stars Numberless , as thou seest , and how they move ; Each had his place appointed , each his course ; The rest in circuit walls this universe . 720 Look downward on that globe , whose either side With light from hence , though but ...
... stars Numberless , as thou seest , and how they move ; Each had his place appointed , each his course ; The rest in circuit walls this universe . 720 Look downward on that globe , whose either side With light from hence , though but ...
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... stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call , But with no friendly voice , and add thy name . O Sun , to tell thee how I hate thy beams , 35 Thurston del I Scott sculp That bring to my remembrance 92 PARADISE LOST .
... stars Hide their diminish'd heads ; to thee I call , But with no friendly voice , and add thy name . O Sun , to tell thee how I hate thy beams , 35 Thurston del I Scott sculp That bring to my remembrance 92 PARADISE LOST .
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... stars that usher evening rose : When Satan still in gaze , as first he stood , Scarce thus at length fail'd speech recover'd sad . 355 O HELL ! what do mine eyes with grief behold ? Into our room of bliss thus high advanc'd Creatures of ...
... stars that usher evening rose : When Satan still in gaze , as first he stood , Scarce thus at length fail'd speech recover'd sad . 355 O HELL ! what do mine eyes with grief behold ? Into our room of bliss thus high advanc'd Creatures of ...
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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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Сторінка 133 - 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.
Сторінка 263 - 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.
Сторінка 2 - 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.
Сторінка 114 - 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...
Сторінка 133 - 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.
Сторінка 26 - 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...
Сторінка 252 - 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...
Сторінка 25 - 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.
Сторінка 29 - 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...
Сторінка 66 - 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.