The poetical works of John Milton: ed. with memoir, intr. [&c.] by D. Masson, Volume 21882 |
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Adam Adam and Eve Aldersgate Street Almighty Angels Archangel arms beast Beelzebub behold blindness bliss burning lake called celestial Chaos Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell Earth Empyrean eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear Fiend fierce fire flowers fruit gates glory gods grace hand happy hath heart Heaven Heavenly Hell highth hill infernal Ithuriel John Milton King labour less lest light live mankind Messiah Milton mind night o'er pain Paradise Lost poem Primum Mobile Ptolemaic system reign replied round sapience Satan seat seemed Serpent shalt sight Simmons soon sovran spake Sphere Spirits starry stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thought throne thunder thyself tree Universe voice whence wings wonder World Zephon
Populaire passages
Pagina 372 - With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way. END OF
Pagina 47 - 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.
Pagina 82 - Men called him Mulciber; and how he fell 740 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, On Lemnos, the
Pagina 161 - his grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace Invincible. Abashed the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely—saw, and pined His loss ; but chiefly to find here observed His lustre visibly impaired ; yet seemed 850 Undaunted. " If I must contend," said he,
Pagina 82 - Stood fixed her stately highth ; and straight the doors, Opening their brazen folds, discover, wide Within, her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof, Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky. The hasty multitude Admiring entered
Pagina 95 - with Hell-fire To waste his whole creation, or possess All as our own, and drive, as we are driven, The puny habitants ; or, if not drive, Seduce them to our party, that their God May prove their foe, and with repenting hand Abolish his own works. This would surpass 370 Common revenge, and interrupt
Pagina 42 - forms, As may express them best,—though what if Earth Be but the shadow of Heaven, and things therein Each to other like more than on Earth is thought?" Let Paradise Lost, then, be called a Vorstellung. But what a
Pagina 147 - Couched, and, now filled with pasture, gazing sat, Or bedward ruminating; for the sun, Declined, was hastening now with prone career To the Ocean Isles, and in the ascending scale Of Heaven the stars that usher evening rose : When Satan, still in gaze as first he stood, Scarce thus at length failed speech recovered sad
Pagina 368 - Of lucre and ambition, and the truth With superstitions and traditions taint, Left only in those written records pure, Though not but by the Spirit understood. Then shall they seek to avail themselves of names, Places, and titles, and with these to join Secular power, though feigning still to act
Pagina 343 - Till many years over thy head return. So may'st thou live, till, like ripe fruit, thou drop Into thy mother's lap, or be with ease Gathered, not harshly plucked, for death mature. This is old age ; but then thou must outlive Thy youth, thy strength, thy beauty, which will change To withered, weak, and grey ; thy senses then,