The Works of the English Poets: MiltonSamuel Johnson H. Hughs, 1779 |
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... spake . Either to difinthrone the king of Heaven We war , if war be beft , or to regain Our own right loft : him to unthrone we then May hope , when everlafting Fate fhall yield To fickle Chance , and Chaos judge the strife : 225 239 ...
... spake . Either to difinthrone the king of Heaven We war , if war be beft , or to regain Our own right loft : him to unthrone we then May hope , when everlafting Fate fhall yield To fickle Chance , and Chaos judge the strife : 225 239 ...
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... spake . 295 300 305 Thrones and Imperial Pow`rs , Offspring of Heaven , Ethereal Virtues ; or thefe titles now Muft we renounce , and changing stile be call'd Princes of Hell ? for fo the popular vote Inclines , here to continue ' , and ...
... spake . 295 300 305 Thrones and Imperial Pow`rs , Offspring of Heaven , Ethereal Virtues ; or thefe titles now Muft we renounce , and changing stile be call'd Princes of Hell ? for fo the popular vote Inclines , here to continue ' , and ...
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... spake , and at her words the hellish pest 735 Forbore , then these to her Satan return'd . So ftrange thy outcry , and thy words so strange Thou interpofeft , that my fudden hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it ...
... spake , and at her words the hellish pest 735 Forbore , then these to her Satan return'd . So ftrange thy outcry , and thy words so strange Thou interpofeft , that my fudden hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it ...
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... spake . Only begotten Son , feeft thou what rage Transports our Adverfary ? whom no bounds Prefcrib'd , no bars of Hell , nor all the chains 55 60 65 70 75 Sa Heap'd Heap'd on him there , nor yet the main abyfs Book III , 75 PARADISE LOST .
... spake . Only begotten Son , feeft thou what rage Transports our Adverfary ? whom no bounds Prefcrib'd , no bars of Hell , nor all the chains 55 60 65 70 75 Sa Heap'd Heap'd on him there , nor yet the main abyfs Book III , 75 PARADISE LOST .
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... spake , ambrofial fragrance fill'd All Heav'n , and in the bleffed Spirits elect Senfe of new joy ineffable diffus'd : Beyond compare the Son of God was feen Moft glorious ; in him all his Father shone Subftantially exprefs'd ; and in ...
... spake , ambrofial fragrance fill'd All Heav'n , and in the bleffed Spirits elect Senfe of new joy ineffable diffus'd : Beyond compare the Son of God was feen Moft glorious ; in him all his Father shone Subftantially exprefs'd ; and in ...
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Adam againſt alfo Angels appear'd arm'd arms battel behold blifs bright caft call'd cauſe celeftial Cherub Cherubim darkneſs deep defire delight dread earth eaſe elfe eternal fafe faid Fair Angel feat feem'd feems fhade fhall fhape fide fight filence fince fire firft firſt fleep fome fong fons foon foul fpake ftill ftood ftrength fuch gates gloriously bright glory guife happy hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth hill himſelf hoft king laſt lefs leſs light loft muſt night o'er ordain'd pain Paradife PARADISE LOST pleas'd pow'r praiſe rais'd reft reign reply'd reſt rife rofe round Satan ſhall ſhape ſhould Spi'rits Spirits ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſweet taſte Thammuz thee thefe themſelves thence theſe things thither thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne turn'd vex'd wand'ring whofe whoſe wings worfe worſe
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Страница 12 - They heard, and were abashed, and up they sprung Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread, Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake. Nor did they not perceive the evil plight In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel; Yet to their general's voice they soon obeyed Innumerable.
Страница 113 - Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.
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