The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volume 101790 |
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... whose mortal taste Brought death into the world , and all our woe , With lofs of Eden , till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heav'nly Muse , that on the secret top Of Oreb , or of Sinai , didst inspire ...
... whose mortal taste Brought death into the world , and all our woe , With lofs of Eden , till one greater Man Restore us , and regain the blissful seat , Sing , heav'nly Muse , that on the secret top Of Oreb , or of Sinai , didst inspire ...
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... whose orb -Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fefolé , Or in Valdarno , to defcry new lands , Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe . His fpear , to equal which the tallest pine 290 Hewn Hewn on ...
... whose orb -Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fefolé , Or in Valdarno , to defcry new lands , Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe . His fpear , to equal which the tallest pine 290 Hewn Hewn on ...
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... whose waves o'erthrew Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they pursued The fojourners of Goshen , who beheld From the fafe shore their floting carcafes And broken chariot wheels : so thick bestrown Abject ...
... whose waves o'erthrew Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred they pursued The fojourners of Goshen , who beheld From the fafe shore their floting carcafes And broken chariot wheels : so thick bestrown Abject ...
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... whose bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and fongs , In Sion also not unfung , where stood . $ C 2 435 440 Her Her temple on th ' offenfive mountain , built By Book I. 19 PARADISE LOST .
... whose bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and fongs , In Sion also not unfung , where stood . $ C 2 435 440 Her Her temple on th ' offenfive mountain , built By Book I. 19 PARADISE LOST .
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... whose heart though large , Beguil'd by fair idolatreffes , fell 445 To idols foul . Thammuz came next behind , Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur'd The Syrian damfels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a fummer's day , While ...
... whose heart though large , Beguil'd by fair idolatreffes , fell 445 To idols foul . Thammuz came next behind , Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur'd The Syrian damfels to lament his fate In amorous ditties all a fummer's day , While ...
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Adam afcend againſt almighty Angels appear'd arm'd arms battel behold blifs bright call'd Celeſtial Cherub creatures darkneſs deep defire earth eaſe elſe erft eternal eyes fafe faid fair fair Angels feat feem'd fhall fhould fide fight filent fince fire firft firſt fleep fome fons foon foul fpake ftill ftood fuch fudden gates glory happineſs hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth hill himſelf hoft Ithuriel king laſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o'er ordain'd pafs'd pain Paradife PARADISE LOST pleas'd pleaſant pow'r praiſe rais'd reaſon reft reign reply'd rife rofe round Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhape ſky ſpake ſpear ſpeed Spi'rits ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtream ſuch ſweet thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne turn'd vex'd wand'ring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe worſe Zephon
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Page 13 - 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.
Page 102 - 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...
Page 74 - 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 102 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
Page 216 - The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts ; then springs, as broke from bonds, And rampant...
Page 234 - 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, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Page 57 - And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving onward came as fast With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he strode.
Page 138 - 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.
Page 110 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Page 234 - Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd 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?