The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 101790 |
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... God , and drawing to his fide many legions of Angels , was by the com- mand of God driven out of Heaven with all his crew into the great deep . Which action pafs'd over , the poem haltes into the midst of things , prefenting Satan with ...
... God , and drawing to his fide many legions of Angels , was by the com- mand of God driven out of Heaven with all his crew into the great deep . Which action pafs'd over , the poem haltes into the midst of things , prefenting Satan with ...
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... God to Men . Say firft , for Heav'n hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep tract of Hell , say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy state , Favor'd of Heav'n fo highly , to fall off From their Creator , and ...
... God to Men . Say firft , for Heav'n hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep tract of Hell , say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents , in that happy state , Favor'd of Heav'n fo highly , to fall off From their Creator , and ...
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... Gods And this empyreal substance cannot fail , Since through experience of this great event In arms not worse , in forefight much advanc'd , We may with more fuccefsful hope refolve To wage by force or guile eternal war ...
... Gods And this empyreal substance cannot fail , Since through experience of this great event In arms not worse , in forefight much advanc'd , We may with more fuccefsful hope refolve To wage by force or guile eternal war ...
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... the den By ancient Tarfus held , or that fea - beaft Leviathan , which God of all his works Created hugeft that fwim th ' ocean stream : 180 185 190 195 200 Him haply flumb'ring on the Norway foam The pilot of Him Book I. PARADISE LOST .
... the den By ancient Tarfus held , or that fea - beaft Leviathan , which God of all his works Created hugeft that fwim th ' ocean stream : 180 185 190 195 200 Him haply flumb'ring on the Norway foam The pilot of Him Book I. PARADISE LOST .
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... Gods , and by their own recover'd strength , Not by the fufferance of fupernal Power . Is this the region , this the foil , the clime , Said then the loft Arch - Angel , this the feat 240 That we muft change for Heav'n , this mournful ...
... Gods , and by their own recover'd strength , Not by the fufferance of fupernal Power . Is this the region , this the foil , the clime , Said then the loft Arch - Angel , this the feat 240 That we muft change for Heav'n , this mournful ...
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Adam afcend againſt almighty Angels appear'd arm'd arms battel behold blifs bright call'd Celeſtial Cherub creatures darkneſs deep defire earth eaſe elſe erft eternal eyes fafe faid fair fair Angels feat feem'd fhall fhould fide fight filent fince fire firft firſt fleep fome fons foon foul fpake ftill ftood fuch fudden gates glory happineſs hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth hill himſelf hoft Ithuriel king laſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o'er ordain'd pafs'd pain Paradife PARADISE LOST pleas'd pleaſant pow'r praiſe rais'd reaſon reft reign reply'd rife rofe round Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhape ſky ſpake ſpear ſpeed Spi'rits ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtream ſuch ſweet thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne turn'd vex'd wand'ring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe worſe Zephon
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Стр. 13 - Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, To reign is worth ambition, though in hell: Better to reign in hell, than serve in heaven.
Стр. 102 - O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
Стр. 74 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Стр. 102 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Стр. 216 - The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts ; then springs, as broke from bonds, And rampant...
Стр. 234 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here ? Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent : Tell me how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Стр. 57 - And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving onward came as fast With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he strode.
Стр. 138 - 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.
Стр. 110 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Стр. 234 - Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?