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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... Latin verses of his to a friend , reflecting upon the university seemingly on this account , might pro- bably have given occafion to the reproach which was afterwards caft upon him by his adversaries , that he was expelled from the ...
... Latin verses of his to a friend , reflecting upon the university seemingly on this account , might pro- bably have given occafion to the reproach which was afterwards caft upon him by his adversaries , that he was expelled from the ...
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... Latin and English , facred to his memory . The Greek by H. More & c ; the Latin by T. Farnaby , J. Pear- fon & c ; the English by H. King , J. Beaumont , J. Cleaveland with feveral others ; and judiciously the laft of all , as the best ...
... Latin and English , facred to his memory . The Greek by H. More & c ; the Latin by T. Farnaby , J. Pear- fon & c ; the English by H. King , J. Beaumont , J. Cleaveland with feveral others ; and judiciously the laft of all , as the best ...
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... Latin eulogium of him , and correfponded with him after his return to Eng- land . Bonmatthei was at that time about publishing an Italian grammar ; and the eighth of our author's familiar epiftles , dated at Florence Sept. 10. 1638 ...
... Latin eulogium of him , and correfponded with him after his return to Eng- land . Bonmatthei was at that time about publishing an Italian grammar ; and the eighth of our author's familiar epiftles , dated at Florence Sept. 10. 1638 ...
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... Latin diftich in honor of Milton , and Salfilli a Latin tetraftich , celebrating him for his Greek and Latin and Italian poetry ; and he in return presented to Salfilli in his fickness those fine Scazons , or Iambic verfes having a ...
... Latin diftich in honor of Milton , and Salfilli a Latin tetraftich , celebrating him for his Greek and Latin and Italian poetry ; and he in return presented to Salfilli in his fickness those fine Scazons , or Iambic verfes having a ...
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... Latin distich in his praife , which is printed before our au- thor's Latin poems , as is likewife the other of Sel- vaggi , and the Latin tetraftich of Salfilli together with the Italian ode and the Latin eulogium before mentioned . We ...
... Latin distich in his praife , which is printed before our au- thor's Latin poems , as is likewife the other of Sel- vaggi , and the Latin tetraftich of Salfilli together with the Italian ode and the Latin eulogium before mentioned . We ...
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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.
242 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...
3 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.
474 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.
257 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.
180 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.
338 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.