Paradise lost, a poem. 2nd Scots ed1746 |
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... Son except , Created thing not valued he , nor fhun'd ; And with difdainful look , thus first began . 675 680 WHENCE , and what , art thou ! execrable shape ! That dar'ft , though grim and terrible , advance Thy mif - created front ...
... Son except , Created thing not valued he , nor fhun'd ; And with difdainful look , thus first began . 675 680 WHENCE , and what , art thou ! execrable shape ! That dar'ft , though grim and terrible , advance Thy mif - created front ...
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... SON who fat at his right hand ; foretells the fuccefs of Satan in perverting mankind : clears his own justice and wisdom from all imputation , having created Man free , and able enough to have withstood his tempter ; yet declares his ...
... SON who fat at his right hand ; foretells the fuccefs of Satan in perverting mankind : clears his own justice and wisdom from all imputation , having created Man free , and able enough to have withstood his tempter ; yet declares his ...
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... SON forefeeing spake . ONLY begotten SON ! feeft thou what rage Tranfports our adversary , whom no bounds Prefcrib'd , no bars of hell , nor all the chains Heap'd on him there , nor yet the main abyfs Wide - interrupt , can hold ? So ...
... SON forefeeing spake . ONLY begotten SON ! feeft thou what rage Tranfports our adversary , whom no bounds Prefcrib'd , no bars of hell , nor all the chains Heap'd on him there , nor yet the main abyfs Wide - interrupt , can hold ? So ...
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... Son of GOD was feen Moft glorious ; in him all his FATHER fhone Subftantially exprefs'd ; and in his face . Divine compaffion visibly appear'd , Love without end , and without measure grace ; Which uttering , thus he to his FATHER fpake ...
... Son of GOD was feen Moft glorious ; in him all his FATHER fhone Subftantially exprefs'd ; and in his face . Divine compaffion visibly appear'd , Love without end , and without measure grace ; Which uttering , thus he to his FATHER fpake ...
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... SON of my bofom , SON who art alone My word , my wifdom , and effectual might ! All haft thou spoken as my thoughts are , all As my eternal purpofe hath decreed . Man fhall not quite be loft , but fav'd who will ; Yet not of will in him ...
... SON of my bofom , SON who art alone My word , my wifdom , and effectual might ! All haft thou spoken as my thoughts are , all As my eternal purpofe hath decreed . Man fhall not quite be loft , but fav'd who will ; Yet not of will in him ...
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ADAM afcend againſt alfo angel appear'd beaft beft behold beſt blifs bright call'd Cherubim cœleftial darkneſs death deep defcending defcrib'd defire divine earth elfe eternal ev'ning evil eyes fafe faid fair fall'n FATHER feat feek feem'd feems fenfe ferpent fhade fhall fhew fhould fide fight fign fince fire firft firſt fleep flow'rs fome fons foon foul fpake fpirits fruit ftand ftate ftill ftood fuch fweet giv'n glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt himſelf hoft ITHURIEL juft king laft lefs light loft moſt muft muſt night o'er Paradife PARADISE LOST pow'r praiſe prefent rais'd reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe SATAN ſhall ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtood ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thro throne thy felf tow'rds tree turn'd vex'd whofe wings worfe
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 62 - 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.
Seite 3 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Seite 289 - Rather than solid virtue; all but 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?
Seite 89 - 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.
Seite 19 - Arch-Angel : but his face Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd ; and care Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Waiting revenge : cruel his eye, but cast Signs of remorse and passion, to behold The fellows of his crime, the followers rather (Far other once beheld in bliss), condemn'd For ever now to have their lot in pain...
Seite 217 - 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...
Seite 226 - Nor skill'd 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 Depress'd, and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers who brings it nightly to my ear.
Seite 23 - 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, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.
Seite 94 - 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...
Seite 136 - Time may come, when Men With Angels may participate, and find No inconvenient diet, nor too light fare; And from these corporal nutriments perhaps Your bodies may at last turn all to spirit...