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... Stands ready to fmite once , and fmite no more . About this time he had fome thoughts of taking chambers at one of the inns of court , for he was not very very well pleafed with living fo obfcurely in the coun- The LIFE of MILTON . xxi.
... Stands ready to fmite once , and fmite no more . About this time he had fome thoughts of taking chambers at one of the inns of court , for he was not very very well pleafed with living fo obfcurely in the coun- The LIFE of MILTON . xxi.
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... Stands on the blafted heath . He now prepar'd 615 To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half inclose him round With all his peers : attention held them mute . Thrice he effay'd , and thrice , in spite ...
... Stands on the blafted heath . He now prepar'd 615 To speak ; whereat their doubled ranks they bend From wing to wing , and half inclose him round With all his peers : attention held them mute . Thrice he effay'd , and thrice , in spite ...
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... stand against the Thund'rer's aim , Your bulwark , and condemns to greatest share Of endless pain ? Where there is then no good For which to ftrive , no ftrife can grow up there From faction : for none fure will claim in hell Precedence ...
... stand against the Thund'rer's aim , Your bulwark , and condemns to greatest share Of endless pain ? Where there is then no good For which to ftrive , no ftrife can grow up there From faction : for none fure will claim in hell Precedence ...
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... Stand in his prefence humble , and receive Strict laws impos'd , to celebrate his throne With warbled hymns , and to his Godhead fing Forc'd hallelujah's ; while he lordly fits Our envied fovereign , and his altar breathes Ambrofial ...
... Stand in his prefence humble , and receive Strict laws impos'd , to celebrate his throne With warbled hymns , and to his Godhead fing Forc'd hallelujah's ; while he lordly fits Our envied fovereign , and his altar breathes Ambrofial ...
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... stands to interpose his dart , Fearless to be o'ermatch'd by living might . But what I owe to his commands above . Who hates me , and hath hither thrust me down Into this gloom of Tartarus profound , To fit in hateful office here confin ...
... stands to interpose his dart , Fearless to be o'ermatch'd by living might . But what I owe to his commands above . Who hates me , and hath hither thrust me down Into this gloom of Tartarus profound , To fit in hateful office here confin ...
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Adam afcend againſt alfo alſo angels appear'd beft behold beſt blifs call'd caufe darkneſs death defcends defire divine earth elfe erft evil eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fays feat fecond feek feem'd feems feen fent ferpent feven feveral fhade fhall fhape fhould fide fight fign fince firft firſt fleep fome fons foon foul fpake fpi'rits fruit ftate ftill ftood fubject fuch fweet glory hath heaven hell himſelf houſe juft King laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs light Milton moft moſt muſt night o'er Paradife Loft pleaſure poem praiſe prefent profe publiſhed radife reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe Satan Serjeant at Arms ſhall ſhe ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thought thro throne tree turn'd vex'd whofe whoſe wings worfe
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Page 87 - Upon the rapid current, which, through veins Of porous earth with kindly thirst up-drawn, Rose a fresh fountain, and with many a rill Water'd the garden ; thence united fell Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears...
Page 10 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be chang'd by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
Page 114 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Page 5 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 60 - 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.
Page 195 - 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 ! Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent. Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, 280 From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Page 89 - Castalian spring, might with this Paradise Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian isle Girt with the river Triton, where old Cham, Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Libyan Jove, Hid Amalthea, and her florid son Young Bacchus, from his stepdame Rhea's eye; Nor where Abassin kings their issue guard, Mount Amara, though this by some supposed True Paradise, under the Ethiop line By Nilus...
Page 44 - Are brought ; and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce ; From beds of raging fire, to starve in ice...
Page 59 - 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.
Page 104 - Know ye not then, said Satan fill'd with scorn, Know ye not me ? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soar; Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain ? To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.