Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books, 1±ÇJ. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for S. Birt, C. Hitch, J. Hodges [and seven others in London], 1750 |
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Upon this the son , the poet ' s father , named likewise John Milton , settled in
London , and became a scrivener by the advice of a friend eminent in that
profession : but he was not so devoted to gain and to business , as to lose all
taste of the ...
Upon this the son , the poet ' s father , named likewise John Milton , settled in
London , and became a scrivener by the advice of a friend eminent in that
profession : but he was not so devoted to gain and to business , as to lose all
taste of the ...
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... leaving a posthumous reply to Milton , which was not published till after the
Restoration , and was dedicated to Charles II . by his son Claudius ; but it has
done no great honor to his memory , abounding with abuse much more than
argument ...
... leaving a posthumous reply to Milton , which was not published till after the
Restoration , and was dedicated to Charles II . by his son Claudius ; but it has
done no great honor to his memory , abounding with abuse much more than
argument ...
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... as did Eli ' s sons , who fill ' d . 495 With lust and violence the house of God ? : .
In sam , hence corriger Ammon ? Cle - ends the passage as he began ite mens
Alexandrinus tells us that with the Gods of Egypt . the people of Sais and Thebes
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... as did Eli ' s sons , who fill ' d . 495 With lust and violence the house of God ? : .
In sam , hence corriger Ammon ? Cle - ends the passage as he began ite mens
Alexandrinus tells us that with the Gods of Egypt . the people of Sais and Thebes
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God fitting on his throne fees Satan flying towards this world , then newly created
; shows him to the Son who fat at his right hand ; foretels the success of Satan in
perverting mankind ; clears his own justice and wisdom from all imputation ...
God fitting on his throne fees Satan flying towards this world , then newly created
; shows him to the Son who fat at his right hand ; foretels the success of Satan in
perverting mankind ; clears his own justice and wisdom from all imputation ...
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Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his glory fat , His only
Son ; on earth he first beheld Our two first parents , yet the only two 65 Of
mankind , in the happy garden plac ' d , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love ...
Beatitude past utterance ; on his right The radiant image of his glory fat , His only
Son ; on earth he first beheld Our two first parents , yet the only two 65 Of
mankind , in the happy garden plac ' d , Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love ...
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26 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
240 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
1 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sing, heavenly 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 heavens and earth Rose out of chaos : or, if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventrous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
472 ÆäÀÌÁö - And full of wrath bent on his enemies. At once the four spread out their starry wings, With dreadful shade contiguous, and the orbs Of his fierce chariot roll'd, as with the sound Of torrent floods, or of a numerous host. He on his impious foes right onward drove, Gloomy as night ; under his burning wheels The steadfast empyrean shook throughout, All but the throne itself of God.
255 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
176 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
179 ÆäÀÌÁö - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
336 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
179 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of Nature's works to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
153 ÆäÀÌÁö - Chaos umpire sits, And by decision more embroils the fray By which he reigns : next him, high arbiter, Chance governs all.