Paradiso perduto di MiltonPonthenier, 1852 |
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x. oldal
... then read the Roman authors with very nice discernment . Indeed , it has been remarked , by an eminent literary character , that Milton was the first Englishman who , after the revi- val of letters , wrote Latin verses with classical ...
... then read the Roman authors with very nice discernment . Indeed , it has been remarked , by an eminent literary character , that Milton was the first Englishman who , after the revi- val of letters , wrote Latin verses with classical ...
xlii. oldal
... then enters into a minute criticism on these two pieces , and evinces such extraordinary abilities for this very arduous department of literature , that we shall recapitulate his remarks for the amusement of our poe- tical readers ...
... then enters into a minute criticism on these two pieces , and evinces such extraordinary abilities for this very arduous department of literature , that we shall recapitulate his remarks for the amusement of our poe- tical readers ...
lxx. oldal
... then proceeds to some observations on the versification of our immortal Bard , and adverts to his own expression , wherein he says , The measure ( that is of his Paradise Lost ) is the English heroic verse wi- thout rhyme . On this he ...
... then proceeds to some observations on the versification of our immortal Bard , and adverts to his own expression , wherein he says , The measure ( that is of his Paradise Lost ) is the English heroic verse wi- thout rhyme . On this he ...
4. oldal
... then touches the prime cause of his fall , the Ser- pent , or rather Satan in the serpent ; who , revolting from God , and drawing to his side many legions of angels , was , by the command of God , driven out of Heaven , with all his ...
... then touches the prime cause of his fall , the Ser- pent , or rather Satan in the serpent ; who , revolting from God , and drawing to his side many legions of angels , was , by the command of God , driven out of Heaven , with all his ...
10. oldal
... then who knew The force of those dire arms ? Yet not for those , Nor what the potent victor in his rage Can else inflict , do I repent or change ; Though chang'd in outward lustre , that fix'd mind , And high disdain , from sense of ...
... then who knew The force of those dire arms ? Yet not for those , Nor what the potent victor in his rage Can else inflict , do I repent or change ; Though chang'd in outward lustre , that fix'd mind , And high disdain , from sense of ...
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abisso Adam Adamo Æneid alfine allor alto altri altro amore anco ancor angel angeli avea avria benchè celesti chè che fu ciel cielo ciò colpa cose così d'ogni death desio divine dritto earth egli egual elli eternal fatto Figlio frutto gioia glory gran grazia guerra hast hath heaven hell igneo inferno innanzi insieme intanto intorno l'uomo libro lieto luce lungo meglio mezzo Milton mondo morte natura nemico niun notte numbers occhi ogni omai onor oprar opre padre Paradise Lost Paradiso perduto pentiti piacer più poem poema possa poter pria primo pugna può quale quali ragion rispose sapere Satan secondo seem'd sempre sentimenti serpe solo spake spesso spirti stato stood subbietto sublime tempo terra thee thou tosto tratto trono troppo tutta tutte tutto uomo verso virtù vita volo
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220. oldal - 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. How often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator...
132. oldal - And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light, Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate ; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
180. oldal - Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in heaven against heaven's matchless King ! Ah! wherefore? he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence; and with his good Upbraided none: nor was his service hard. What could be less than to afford him praise, The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks, How due...
40. oldal - A shout, that tore Hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air With orient colours waving: with them rose A forest huge of spears, and thronging helms Appear'd. and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable...
254. oldal - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
154. oldal - That brought into this world a world of woe, Sin and her shadow Death, and misery Death's harbinger. Sad task ! yet argument Not less but more heroic than the wrath Of stern Achilles on his foe, pursued . Thrice fugitive about Troy wall ; or rage Of Turnus for Lavinia disespoused ; Or Neptune's ire, or Juno's, that so long Perplex'd the Greek and Cytherea's son ; If answerable style.
58. oldal - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold...
180. oldal - O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere...
132. oldal - 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...
8. oldal - Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him ; round he throws his baleful eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay, Mix'd with obdurate pride and steadfast hate. At once, as far as angels...