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... leave i ' th ' midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air 1 225 That felt unusual weight , till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With solid , as the ...
... leave i ' th ' midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air 1 225 That felt unusual weight , till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burn'd With solid , as the ...
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... leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa , where th ' Etrurian shades High over - arch'd imbow'r ; or scatter'd sedge Afloat , when with fierce winds Orion arm'd 305 Hath vex'd the Red - Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and ...
... leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa , where th ' Etrurian shades High over - arch'd imbow'r ; or scatter'd sedge Afloat , when with fierce winds Orion arm'd 305 Hath vex'd the Red - Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Busiris and ...
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... Let us not then pursue By force impossible , by leave obtain❜d Unacceptable , though in Heav'n , our state Of splendid vassalage ; but rather seek 240 245 250 Our own good from ourselves , and from our own PARADISE LOST . 37 3.
... Let us not then pursue By force impossible , by leave obtain❜d Unacceptable , though in Heav'n , our state Of splendid vassalage ; but rather seek 240 245 250 Our own good from ourselves , and from our own PARADISE LOST . 37 3.
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... leave ask'd of thee : Retire , or taste thy folly ' , and learn by proof , Hell born , not to contend with Spi'rits of Heaven . To whom the goblin full of wrath reply'd . Art thou that traitor Angel , art thou He , Who first broke peace ...
... leave ask'd of thee : Retire , or taste thy folly ' , and learn by proof , Hell born , not to contend with Spi'rits of Heaven . To whom the goblin full of wrath reply'd . Art thou that traitor Angel , art thou He , Who first broke peace ...
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... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee 235 Freely put off , and for him lastly die 240 Well pleas'd ; on me let Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy pow'r I shall not long All lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess ...
... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee 235 Freely put off , and for him lastly die 240 Well pleas'd ; on me let Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy pow'r I shall not long All lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abdiel Adam Almighty Angel answer'd appear'd arm'd arms beast behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell eternal evil eyes fair FAIR Angel faith fall'n Father fear fierce fire fix'd flaming flow'rs fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill Ithuriel join'd king lest light live mankind Messiah mix'd morn mov'd night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise pass'd peace plac'd pleas'd pow'r rais'd reign reply'd return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shalt sight soon spake Spi'rits stars stood sweet taste Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thyself tow'ards tree Turkish crescent turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence wings Zephon
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Página 133 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Página 263 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Página 2 - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Página 114 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Página 133 - 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. 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.
Página 26 - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove 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...
Página 252 - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Página 25 - Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven ; The roof was fretted gold.
Página 29 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
Página 66 - 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.