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, Volumes 1-2J. Parsons, 1796 |
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... spake th'apostate Angel , though in pain , 125 Vaunting aloud , but rack'd with deep despair : And him thus answer'd soon his bold compeer . O Prince , O Chief of many throned powers ! That led th ' embattl'd Seraphim to war Under thy ...
... spake th'apostate Angel , though in pain , 125 Vaunting aloud , but rack'd with deep despair : And him thus answer'd soon his bold compeer . O Prince , O Chief of many throned powers ! That led th ' embattl'd Seraphim to war Under thy ...
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... spake ; and him Beelzebub Thus answer'd : Leader of those armies bright , Which but th ' Omnipotent none could have foil'd , If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft 275 In worst ...
... spake ; and him Beelzebub Thus answer'd : Leader of those armies bright , Which but th ' Omnipotent none could have foil'd , If once they hear that voice , their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers , heard so oft 275 In worst ...
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... spake : and , to confirm his words , out flew Millions of flaming swords , drawn from the thighs Of mighty Cherubim : the sudden blaze VOL . I. E 665 Far round illumin'd Hell . Highly they rag'd Against the BOOK I. 25 PARADISE LOST .
... spake : and , to confirm his words , out flew Millions of flaming swords , drawn from the thighs Of mighty Cherubim : the sudden blaze VOL . I. E 665 Far round illumin'd Hell . Highly they rag'd Against the BOOK I. 25 PARADISE LOST .
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... spake : My sentence is for open war : of wiles More unexpert I boast not : them let those Contrive who need , or when they need , not now . For while they sit contriving , shall the rest , Millions that stand in arms , and longing wait ...
... spake : My sentence is for open war : of wiles More unexpert I boast not : them let those Contrive who need , or when they need , not now . For while they sit contriving , shall the rest , Millions that stand in arms , and longing wait ...
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... spake : Either to disenthrone the King of Heav'n We war , if war be best , or to regain 230 Our own right lost : him to unthrone we then May hope , when everlasting Fate shall yield To fickle Chance , and Chaos judge the strife . The ...
... spake : Either to disenthrone the King of Heav'n We war , if war be best , or to regain 230 Our own right lost : him to unthrone we then May hope , when everlasting Fate shall yield To fickle Chance , and Chaos judge the strife . The ...
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Abdiel Adam Almighty Angels appear'd arm'd arms beast Beelzebub behold Belial bliss bright call'd Cherubim Chimæra cloud Comus creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Epic Poetry eternal ev'ning ev'ry evil eyes fair Father fire flow'rs fruit gates giv'n glory Gods grace hand happy hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell hill Iliad JOHN MILTON King light live Lord mankind Martin Bucer Milton mind Moloch morn Newton night o'er pain PARADISE LOST Paradise Regained pass'd pleas'd Poem Poet pow'r praise rais'd reign reply'd return'd round Satan says seem'd Serpent shalt sight Smectymnuus soon Sp'rits spake Spirit stars stood sweet taste Telassar Thammuz thee thence thine things thou hast thoughts thro throne thyself tow'rds tree turn'd vex'd Virgil voice wand'ring whence wings words
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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...