Oeuvres complètes de m. le vicomte de Chateaubriand: Le Paradis Perdu de MiltonPourrat frères, 1837 |
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xxi. oldal
... élève à une hauteur qui domine tout , il n'y a point de taches que cette qualité ne fasse disparaître dans son éclat immense . Si Milton , très admiré en Angleterre , est assez peu lu ; s'il est moins populaire que Shakespeare , qui ...
... élève à une hauteur qui domine tout , il n'y a point de taches que cette qualité ne fasse disparaître dans son éclat immense . Si Milton , très admiré en Angleterre , est assez peu lu ; s'il est moins populaire que Shakespeare , qui ...
5. oldal
... à un grand conseil ; ses associés adhèrent à cet avis . Pandæmonium , palais de SATAN , s'élève soudainement bâti de l'abîme : les pairs infernaux y siégent en conseil . BOOK I. F Man's first disobedience , and the fruit.
... à un grand conseil ; ses associés adhèrent à cet avis . Pandæmonium , palais de SATAN , s'élève soudainement bâti de l'abîme : les pairs infernaux y siégent en conseil . BOOK I. F Man's first disobedience , and the fruit.
9. oldal
... élève et soutiens ce qui est abaissé , afin que de la hauteur de ce grand Argument je puisse affir- mer l'éternelle Providence , et justifier les voies de DIEU aux hommes . Dis d'abord , car ni le Ciel ni la profonde éten- due de l ...
... élève et soutiens ce qui est abaissé , afin que de la hauteur de ce grand Argument je puisse affir- mer l'éternelle Providence , et justifier les voies de DIEU aux hommes . Dis d'abord , car ni le Ciel ni la profonde éten- due de l ...
12. oldal
... proved He with his thunder ; and till 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 , l'est du pôle le plus élevé . Oh ! combien 12 BOOK I.
... proved He with his thunder ; and till 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 , l'est du pôle le plus élevé . Oh ! combien 12 BOOK I.
13. oldal
François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand. l'est du pôle le plus élevé . Oh ! combien cette demeure ressemble peu à celle d'où ils tom- bèrent ! Là bientôt l'Archange discerne les compagnons de sa chute ensevelis dans les flots et les ...
François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand. l'est du pôle le plus élevé . Oh ! combien cette demeure ressemble peu à celle d'où ils tom- bèrent ! Là bientôt l'Archange discerne les compagnons de sa chute ensevelis dans les flots et les ...
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Adam Almighty angels anges another world arms behold bliss bright bring call'd ciel cloud created créatures dark darkness death deep Dieu divine doom earth envy equal Esprits eternal evil extol Father fear fell fiend find fire firmament first forth found free gates glory gods gold golden good grace great hand happy hast hath head heaven heaven and earth heavenly hell high hill his enemy hope infernal King know l'Enfer l'homme less life light look lost love made mankind Milton never night nuit o'er offspring once Paradis Paradise pass'd populous power powers praise reign round Satan scorn seat seem'd seest shade shalt shape shone side sight soon spake spirits state stood sweet taste terre their thence things thither thou though thoughts Thrice throne thus thyself Tree of Knowledge trône Uriel whence whom wide winds wings words works world worse
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277. oldal - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
5. oldal - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Here we may reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition though in Hell: Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
229. oldal - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
141. oldal - 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.
137. oldal - Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity — -dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
7. oldal - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore, his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 290 Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
61. oldal - Devoid of sense and motion? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? how he can, Is doubtful ; that he never will, is sure. Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire, Belike through impotence or unaware, To give his enemies their wish, and end Them in his anger, whom his anger saves To punish endless? Wherefore cease we then? Say they who counsel war; — We are decreed. Reserved, and destined to eternal woe ; Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, What...
189. oldal - Thou had'st : whom hast thou then, or what to accuse, But Heaven's free love dealt equally to all ? Be then his love accursed, since love or hate, To me alike, it deals eternal woe. Nay, cursed be thou ; since against his thy will Chose freely what it now so justly rues.
1. oldal - Created hugest that swim the' ocean stream ; Him, haply, slumbering on the Norway foam, The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell, With fixed anchor in his scaly rind Moors by his side under the lee, while night Invests the sea, and wished morn delays.
87. oldal - Their rising all at once was as the sound Of thunder heard remote. Towards him they bend With awful reverence prone, and as a God Extol him equal to the Highest in Heaven.