Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksHayes & Zell, 1854 - 312页 |
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... the beginning how the Heavens and Earth Rose out of Chaos : Or if Sion hill 5 10 Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song ) } That PARADISE LOST. ...
... the beginning how the Heavens and Earth Rose out of Chaos : Or if Sion hill 5 10 Delight thee more , and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God ; I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song ) } That PARADISE LOST. ...
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... hill Torn from Pelorus , or the shatter'd side Of thundering Etna ; whose combustible And fuel'd entrails thence conceiving fire , Sublimed with mineral fury , aid the winds And leave a singed bottom all involved With stench and smoke ...
... hill Torn from Pelorus , or the shatter'd side Of thundering Etna ; whose combustible And fuel'd entrails thence conceiving fire , Sublimed with mineral fury , aid the winds And leave a singed bottom all involved With stench and smoke ...
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... hills , to be the mast Of some great admiral , were but a wand , He walked with , to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle , not like those steps On Heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides , vaulted with ...
... hills , to be the mast Of some great admiral , were but a wand , He walked with , to support uneasy steps Over the burning marle , not like those steps On Heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides , vaulted with ...
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... hill : and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence . And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos , the obscene dread of Moab's sons , From Aroer to Nebo , and the wild 400 405 Of southmost Abarim ; in ...
... hill : and made his grove The pleasant valley of Hinnom , Tophet thence . And black Gehenna call'd , the type of Hell . Next Chemos , the obscene dread of Moab's sons , From Aroer to Nebo , and the wild 400 405 Of southmost Abarim ; in ...
第15页
... hill of scandal , by the grove Of Moloch homicide ; lust hard by hate ; 415 Till good Josiah drove them thence to Hell . With these came they , who , from the bordering flood Of old Euphrates to the brook that parts 420 Egypt from ...
... hill of scandal , by the grove Of Moloch homicide ; lust hard by hate ; 415 Till good Josiah drove them thence to Hell . With these came they , who , from the bordering flood Of old Euphrates to the brook that parts 420 Egypt from ...
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Adam Almighty Angels answer'd appear'd Archangel arm'd arms aught beast Beelzebub behold bless'd bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim Cleombrotus cloud created creatures dark days of Heaven death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear Fiend fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill Ithuriel King lest light live mankind Messiah mind mix'd nigh night o'er ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd peace praise reign replied return'd round sapience Satan scaped seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shalt sight soon spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice whence wings wonder Zephon
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第58页 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
第97页 - 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
第81页 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? "Which way I fly is hell ; myself am hell ; " And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
第98页 - Shine not in vain ; 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...
第20页 - Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured : as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
第58页 - 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, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Presented with a universal blank Of nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out.
第44页 - Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death, A universe of death, which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good, Where all life dies, death lives, and nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, Abominable, inutterable, and worse Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons and hydras, and chimeras dire.
第35页 - A pillar of state ; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care ; And princely counsel in his face yet shone Majestic, though in ruin : sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night, Or summer's noontide air...
第25页 - In spring-time, when the sun with Taurus rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters ; they among fresh dews and flowers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubb'd with balm, expatiate, and confer Their state affairs...
第17页 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.