Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. The Sixth Edition. With Notes of Various Authors, by Thomas Newton, D.D. ...J. and R. Tonson, B. Dodd, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin [and 8 others in London], 1763 |
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xcii. oldal
HE measure is English heroic verse without rime , as that of Homer in Greek , and
of Virgil in Latin ; rime being no necessary adjunct of true ornament of poem or
good verse , in longer works especially , but the invention of a barbarous age , to
...
HE measure is English heroic verse without rime , as that of Homer in Greek , and
of Virgil in Latin ; rime being no necessary adjunct of true ornament of poem or
good verse , in longer works especially , but the invention of a barbarous age , to
...
xciii. oldal
... and in the preceding an epic poem , is the fable , which parts of his voyage ,
Virgil makes is perfect or imperfect , according his hero relate it by way of episode
as the action , which it relates is in the second and third books of more or less so .
... and in the preceding an epic poem , is the fable , which parts of his voyage ,
Virgil makes is perfect or imperfect , according his hero relate it by way of episode
as the action , which it relates is in the second and third books of more or less so .
c. oldal
He has not indeed so many Virgil has excelled all others in thoughts that are low
and vulgar ; the propriety of his sentiments . but at the same time has not so
Milton shines likewise very much many thoughts that are sublime in this particular
...
He has not indeed so many Virgil has excelled all others in thoughts that are low
and vulgar ; the propriety of his sentiments . but at the same time has not so
Milton shines likewise very much many thoughts that are sublime in this particular
...
ci. oldal
But , firit kind of thoughts we meet with as I have before faid , these are ralittle or
nothing that is like them ther to be imputed to the fimpliin Virgil : He has none of
those city of the age in which he lived , trifling points and puerilities that to which I
...
But , firit kind of thoughts we meet with as I have before faid , these are ralittle or
nothing that is like them ther to be imputed to the fimpliin Virgil : He has none of
those city of the age in which he lived , trifling points and puerilities that to which I
...
44. oldal
The au- by no following history of superstithor had doubtless in this place tion that
Milton could have brought Homer's catalogue of ships , and in , could we find out
these Devils Virgil's lift of warriors in his view . agency , it was therefore ...
The au- by no following history of superstithor had doubtless in this place tion that
Milton could have brought Homer's catalogue of ships , and in , could we find out
these Devils Virgil's lift of warriors in his view . agency , it was therefore ...
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Adam againſt alſo ancient Angels appear arms beauty becauſe Bentley beſt better called callid Cant death deep deſcribed divine earth edition equal fall fame Father fight fire firſt gates give glory Gods hand hath head Heaven Hell himſelf Homer Hume Iliad Italy kind king laſt Latin learned leſs light likewiſe lines living Lord manner mean Milton mind morning moſt muſt nature never night obſerve pain Paradiſe particular paſſage Pearce perhaps perſon poem poet proper reader reaſon river round ſaid ſame Satan ſays ſecond ſee ſeems ſenſe ſeveral ſhall ſhould ſome ſon ſpeaking ſpeech Spirits ſuch thee theſe things thoſe thou thought throne tion turn uſe verſe Virgil whole whoſe wings write
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vii. oldal - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
186. oldal - And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
414. oldal - By none ; and if not equal all, yet free, Equally free ; for orders and degrees Jar not with liberty, but well consist.
31. oldal - Aloft, incumbent on the dusky air, That felt unusual weight; till on dry land He lights — if it were land that ever...
256. 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...
257. oldal - 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.
146. oldal - Whence and what art thou, execrable shape! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates? through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee: Retire, or taste thy folly; and learn by proof, Hell-born! not to contend with spirits of Heaven!
354. oldal - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
79. oldal - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.
272. oldal - Upon the rapid current, which, through veins Of porous earth with kindly thirst up-drawn, Rose a fresh fountain, and with many a rill Water'd the garden ; thence united fell Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears ; And now, divided into four main streams, Runs diverse, wandering many a famous realm And country...
Bibliográfiai információk
| Cím | Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. The Sixth Edition. With Notes of Various Authors, by Thomas Newton, D.D. ... Eighteenth century Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. The Sixth Edition. With Notes of Various Authors, by Thomas Newton, D.D, John Milton |
| Szerző | John Milton |
| Kiadó | J. and R. Tonson, B. Dodd, H. Woodfall, J. Rivington, R. Baldwin [and 8 others in London], 1763 |
| Eredeti forrása | Oxfordi Egyetem |
| Digitalizálva: | 2007. jún. 19. |
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