Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books, 1. kötetJ. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for S. Birt, C. Hitch, J. Hodges [and seven others in London], 1750 |
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xciii. oldal
... described the birth of its great rival , the Carthaginian common - wealth : Milton , with the The fecond qualification required in the action of an epic poem is , that it fhould be an entire action : An action is entire when it is com ...
... described the birth of its great rival , the Carthaginian common - wealth : Milton , with the The fecond qualification required in the action of an epic poem is , that it fhould be an entire action : An action is entire when it is com ...
ci. oldal
... described as rallying the Angels upon the fuccefs of their new in- vented artillery . This paffage I look upon to be the most excep- tionable in the whole poem , as be- ing nothing elfe but a ftring of puns , and those too very ...
... described as rallying the Angels upon the fuccefs of their new in- vented artillery . This paffage I look upon to be the most excep- tionable in the whole poem , as be- ing nothing elfe but a ftring of puns , and those too very ...
129. oldal
... described . We may suppose too that the author had an eye to the diverfions and entertainments of the departed heroes in Virgil's Elyfium , Æn . VI . 642 . Pars in gramineis exercent mem- bra palæftris , Contendunt ludo , et fulvâ ...
... described . We may suppose too that the author had an eye to the diverfions and entertainments of the departed heroes in Virgil's Elyfium , Æn . VI . 642 . Pars in gramineis exercent mem- bra palæftris , Contendunt ludo , et fulvâ ...
169. oldal
... described , as refiding in that immenfe wafte of matter . This may perhaps be conformable to the tafte of thofe critics who are pleased with nothing in a poet which has not life and manners - afcribed to it ; but for my own part , I am ...
... described , as refiding in that immenfe wafte of matter . This may perhaps be conformable to the tafte of thofe critics who are pleased with nothing in a poet which has not life and manners - afcribed to it ; but for my own part , I am ...
268. oldal
... 'ft our miniftring upon that paffage in the Iliad , where two deities are described , as perching upbraid . ! Of that life - giving plant , but only 268 PARADISE LOST . Book IV . Of fome rich burgher, whofe fubftantial doors, ...
... 'ft our miniftring upon that paffage in the Iliad , where two deities are described , as perching upbraid . ! Of that life - giving plant , but only 268 PARADISE LOST . Book IV . Of fome rich burgher, whofe fubftantial doors, ...
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26. oldal - 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.
242. 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...
3. oldal - Sing, heavenly 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 heavens and earth Rose out of chaos : or, if Sion hill Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God, I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventrous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
474. oldal - And full of wrath bent on his enemies. At once the four spread out their starry wings, With dreadful shade contiguous, and the orbs Of his fierce chariot roll'd, as with the sound Of torrent floods, or of a numerous host. He on his impious foes right onward drove, Gloomy as night ; under his burning wheels The steadfast empyrean shook throughout, All but the throne itself of God.
257. oldal - Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
176. oldal - Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
180. 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.
338. oldal - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
179. 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, 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.
153. oldal - Chaos umpire sits, And by decision more embroils the fray By which he reigns : next him, high arbiter, Chance governs all.