Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksPhillips, Sampsons, & Company, 1850 - 294 страница |
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... 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 . 25 Say first , for Heaven hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep ...
... 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 . 25 Say first , for Heaven hides nothing from thy view , Nor the deep ...
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... dark designs ; That with reiterated crimes he might Heap on himself damnation , while he sought Evil to others ; and , enraged , might see How all his malice served but to bring forth Infinite goodness , grace , and mercy , shown On Man ...
... dark designs ; That with reiterated crimes he might Heap on himself damnation , while he sought Evil to others ; and , enraged , might see How all his malice served but to bring forth Infinite goodness , grace , and mercy , shown On Man ...
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... dark idolatries Of alienated Judah . Next came one Who mourn'd in earnest , when the captive ark Maim'd his brute image , head and hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , Where he fell flat , and shamed his ...
... dark idolatries Of alienated Judah . Next came one Who mourn'd in earnest , when the captive ark Maim'd his brute image , head and hands lopp'd off In his own temple , on the grunsel edge , Where he fell flat , and shamed his ...
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... ascend , sit lingering here Heaven's fugitives , and for their dwelling place Accept this dark opprobrious den of shame , The prison of his tyranny who reigns 55 PARADISE LOST . By our delay ? No ! let 26 B. II PARADISE LOST .
... ascend , sit lingering here Heaven's fugitives , and for their dwelling place Accept this dark opprobrious den of shame , The prison of his tyranny who reigns 55 PARADISE LOST . By our delay ? No ! let 26 B. II PARADISE LOST .
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... darkness do we dread ? How oft amidst Thick clouds and dark doth Heaven's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Mustering ...
... darkness do we dread ? How oft amidst Thick clouds and dark doth Heaven's all - ruling Sire Choose to reside , his glory unobscured , And with the majesty of darkness round Covers his throne ; from whence deep thunders roar Mustering ...
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Adam adore ambition ambrosial Angels Archangel art thou behold beneath bless'd bliss breast call'd celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud dark days of Heaven death deep Deity delight divine dread dust dwell earth eternal ethereal evil fair Fair Angel fate Father fear fire flame fruit glorious glory Godhead Gods guilt happy hast hath heart Heaven heavenly Hell hope hour human immortal know'st labour light live Lorenzo man's mankind mind mortal Nature Nature's night nought numbers o'er Omnipotence ordain'd pain Paradise PARADISE LOST pass'd peace pleasure praise pride proud rapture Reason reign return'd rise round sapience Satan scape scene seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shines sight skies smile song soon soul spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thought throne thyself truth turn'd vex'd virtue whence wing wisdom wise wonder
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Страница 81 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold ; and next to life, 220 Our death, the Tree of Knowledge, grew fast by, Knowledge of good bought dear by knowing ill.
Страница 57 - He and his faithless progeny. Whose fault ? Whose but his own ? Ingrate, he had of me All he could have ; I made him just and right, Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall. Such I created all the ethereal powers And spirits, both them who stood, and them who fail'd ; Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.
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Страница 77 - Omnipotent. Ay me ! they little know How dearly I abide that boast so vain, Under what torments inwardly I groan. While they adore me on the throne of Hell, With diadem and...