| Paul Hammond - 2002 - 484 pages
...thou rather pure ethereal stream, 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 10 The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite. Thee I revisit... | |
| Victor L. Schermer - 2003 - 278 pages
...difficult to assimilate. 'The void and formltss infinite In Paradite Lost, the poet John Milton wrote: The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate,... | |
| Mary Ann Mattoon, Robert Hinshaw - 2003 - 765 pages
...the Realm of the Unspeakable Jef Dehing Brussels, Belgium Belgian School for Jungian Psychoanalysis The rising world of waters dark and deep, won from the void and formless infinite. — Milton, Paradise Lost Classic logical thinking splits Reality into pairs of opposites. This 'Aristotelian'... | |
| Francois Flahault - 2003 - 212 pages
...the God of Paradise Lost did not create the world ex nihilo, but out of Chaos. When Milton writes of The rising world of waters dark and deep, /Won from the void and formless infinite', one might believe he is thinking of the idea of infinite space which he perhaps discussed with Galileo... | |
| John Milton - 2003 - 1084 pages
...thought and its background sec the 7. hear'st thou rather: wouldest thou prefer to be Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a Mantle didst invest 10 The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite. Thee I revisit... | |
| John Milton - 2003 - 1012 pages
...thou rather pure ethereal stream,0 Whose fountain who shall tell? before the sun,0 Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle didst invest0 10 The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite. Thee... | |
| Geoffrey O'Brien, Billy Collins - 2007 - 778 pages
...thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose Fountain who shall tell? before the Sun, Before the Heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a Mantle...void and formless infinite. Thee I re-visit now with bolder wing, Escap't the Stygian Pool, though long detain'd GOD In that obscure sojourn, while in my... | |
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