Paradise Lost: With Notes, Selected from Newton and Others, to which is Prefixed, The Life of the Author. With a Critical Dissertation, on the Poetical Works of Milton, and Observations on His Language and Versification, Volúmenes1-2 |
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in flight On each hand parting , to his speed gave way Through all th ' empyreal
road ; till at the gate Of Heav'n arriv'd , the gate self - open'd wide , On golden
hinges turning , as by work 255 Divine the Sov'reign Architect had fram'd .
in flight On each hand parting , to his speed gave way Through all th ' empyreal
road ; till at the gate Of Heav'n arriv'd , the gate self - open'd wide , On golden
hinges turning , as by work 255 Divine the Sov'reign Architect had fram'd .
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One came , methought , of shape divine , And said , Thy mansion wants thee
Adam ; rise , First Man , of men innum'rable ordain'd First Father ; call'd by thee , I
come thy guide To the garden of bliss , thy seat prepar'd . So saying , by the hand
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One came , methought , of shape divine , And said , Thy mansion wants thee
Adam ; rise , First Man , of men innum'rable ordain'd First Father ; call'd by thee , I
come thy guide To the garden of bliss , thy seat prepar'd . So saying , by the hand
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Shall Truth fail to keep her word ! Justice divine not hasten to be just ! But Death
comes not at call ; Justice divine Mends not her slowest pace for pray'rs or cries !
O woods , O fountains , hillocs , dales , 102 BOOK X. PARADISE LOST .
Shall Truth fail to keep her word ! Justice divine not hasten to be just ! But Death
comes not at call ; Justice divine Mends not her slowest pace for pray'rs or cries !
O woods , O fountains , hillocs , dales , 102 BOOK X. PARADISE LOST .
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The passions , which they are designed to raise , are a divine love and religious
fear . The particular beauty of the speeches in the third book , consists in that
shortness and perspicuity of stile , in which the Poet has couched the greatest ...
The passions , which they are designed to raise , are a divine love and religious
fear . The particular beauty of the speeches in the third book , consists in that
shortness and perspicuity of stile , in which the Poet has couched the greatest ...
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Invocations of this nature fill the mind with glorious ideas of God's works , and
awaken that divine enthusiasm which is so natural to devotion , But if this calling
upon the dead parts of nature is at all times a proper kind of worship , it was in a ...
Invocations of this nature fill the mind with glorious ideas of God's works , and
awaken that divine enthusiasm which is so natural to devotion , But if this calling
upon the dead parts of nature is at all times a proper kind of worship , it was in a ...
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Adam Angels appears arms Author behold bright bring brought called callid cloud created dark death deep delight divine earth equal Eſq eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heav'n Hell hill hope human John King late less light live look lost mean Milton mind morn nature never Newton night once pain Paradise peace perhaps Poem Poet pow'r praise reason receive rest rise round Satan says seat seem'd seems shape side sight soon spake Spirit stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree voice wide winds wings
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Página 3 - 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 Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Página 23 - Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured : as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Página xix - The Tenure of Kings and Magistrates PROVING THAT IT IS LAWFUL, AND HATH BEEN HELD SO THROUGH ALL AGES, FOR ANY WHO HAVE THE POWER TO CALL TO ACCOUNT A TYRANT, OR WICKED KING, AND AFTER DUE CONVICTION TO DEPOSE AND PUT HIM TO DEATH, IF THE ORDINARY MAGISTRATE HAVE NEGLECTED OR DENIED TO DO IT.
Página 74 - 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...
Página 9 - And reassembling our afflicted powers, Consult how we may henceforth most offend Our enemy, our own loss how repair, How overcome this dire calamity, What reinforcement we may gain from hope, 190 If not what resolution from despair.
Página 74 - 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...
Página 10 - Created hugest that swim the ocean stream: Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays...
Página 104 - What feign'd submission swore? Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void. For never can true reconcilement grow, Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...
Página 103 - 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.
Página 74 - Tunes her nocturnal note : thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...