The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Volumen101790 |
Términos y frases comunes
Adam afcend almighty alſo Angels anſwer'd appear'd arm'd arms battel behold beſt bliſs bright call'd cauſe cloſe counſels courſe creatures dark darkneſs deep defire earth eaſe elſe eternal eyes Fair Angel feat fide fight filence fire firſt fons foon foul gates glory happy haſte hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth hill juſt king know'ſt laſt leſs light loſs moſt muſt night o'er pain PARADISE PARADISE LOST paſs paſs'd plac'd pleas'd pow'r praiſe preſent purſued rais'd reaſon reply'd reſt riſe roſe round ſaid Satan ſaying ſcarce ſcorn ſea ſeek ſeem'd ſeems ſenſe ſerve ſet ſhade ſhall ſhape ſhe ſhines ſhould ſince ſky ſmall ſoft ſome ſpake ſpear ſpeed Spirits ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſubſtance ſuch ſweet ſwift taſte thee thence theſe things thoſe thou throne thyſelf turn'd univerſal vaſt vex'd wand'ring whoſe wings worſe
Pasajes populares
Página 13 - 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.
Página 102 - 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...
Página 74 - Thee I revisit safe, 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.
Página 102 - 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.
Página 222 - The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts ; then springs, as broke from bonds, And rampant...
Página 240 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here ? Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent : Tell me how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
Página 57 - And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving onward came as fast With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he strode.
Página 144 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Página 110 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal Spring.
Página 240 - Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?