The Paradise Lost |
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And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old : Then feed on thoughts , that voluntary move Harmonious numbers ; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling , and in shadiest covert hid Ithaca Tiresias : A celebrated Theban prophet , of the cause of ...
And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old : Then feed on thoughts , that voluntary move Harmonious numbers ; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling , and in shadiest covert hid Ithaca Tiresias : A celebrated Theban prophet , of the cause of ...
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Adam Adam and Eve Æneid allusion Ammonites ancient angels appear'd beast beautiful Beelzebub behold bliss Book bright call'd called celestial Chaos Cherubim cloud creation creatures darkness death deep delight described divine dread dwell earth eternal ev'ning evil expression eyes fabled fair fallen fallen angels Father fire flow'rs fruit gates glory gods grace hand happy hast hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell Hesiod hill Homer human Iliad imagination infernal Jupiter King light live mankind Messiah Milton mind Moloch moon nature Newton night o'er Ophion Ovid pain Paradise Lost passage poem poet poetical poetry pow'r reader return'd round sapience Satan says Scripture seem'd sense serpent sight spake speech spirit stars stood sublime supposed sweet taste thee thence things thou thought throne tree turn'd vex'd Virg Virgil whence winds wings word
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Página 8 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Página 104 - Tunes her nocturnal note : 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...
Página 17 - Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Página 92 - The guarded gold : so eagerly the Fiend O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Página 174 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild: then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Página 175 - Nor think, though men were none, That Heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the Earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Página 76 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Página 199 - The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep, Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord! Be bounteous still To give us only good; and, if the night Have gathered aught of evil, or concealed, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark.
Página 90 - Chaos umpire sits, And by decision more embroils the fray By which he reigns : next him, high arbiter, Chance governs all.
Página 50 - The way seems difficult and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe. Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat : descent and fall To us is adverse.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Paradise Lost |
| Autor | John Milton |
| Editor | James Robert Boyd |
| Editor | Baker and Scribner, 1850 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 17 Feb. 2006 |
| Largo | 542 páginas |
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