Paradise Lost: With Notes, Selected from Newton and Others, to which is Prefixed, The Life of the Author. With a Critical Dissertation, on the Poetical Works of Milton, and Observations on His Language and Versification, 1–2. köideJ. Parsons, 1796 |
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... called his . It was published in 1652 , with this title , " Johannis Philippi Angli Responsio ad Apolo- giam anonymi cujusdam tenebrionis pro Rege & Populo Anglicano infantissimam . ” For some time after his appointment to be Latin ...
... called his . It was published in 1652 , with this title , " Johannis Philippi Angli Responsio ad Apolo- giam anonymi cujusdam tenebrionis pro Rege & Populo Anglicano infantissimam . ” For some time after his appointment to be Latin ...
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... themselves . Of the machinery , so called from Eos αто μn xas , by which is meant the occasional interposi- tion of supernatural power , another fertile topic of critical remarks , here is no room to speak liv DISSERTATION ON.
... themselves . Of the machinery , so called from Eos αто μn xas , by which is meant the occasional interposi- tion of supernatural power , another fertile topic of critical remarks , here is no room to speak liv DISSERTATION ON.
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... called forth in the progress , are such as could only be produced by an imagination in the highest degree fervid and active ; to which materials were sup → plied by incessant study and unlimited curio- sity : The heat of Milton's mind ...
... called forth in the progress , are such as could only be produced by an imagination in the highest degree fervid and active ; to which materials were sup → plied by incessant study and unlimited curio- sity : The heat of Milton's mind ...
Page lxxiv
... called the lapidary style ; has neither the easiness of prose nor the melody of numbers , and therefore tires by long continuance . Of the Italian writers without rhyme , whom Milton alleges as precedents , not one is popular . What ...
... called the lapidary style ; has neither the easiness of prose nor the melody of numbers , and therefore tires by long continuance . Of the Italian writers without rhyme , whom Milton alleges as precedents , not one is popular . What ...
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... called Chaos : Here Satan with his Angels lying on the burning lake , thunder - struck and astonished , after a certain space recovers , as from confusion , calls up him who next in order and dignity lay by him ; they confer of their ...
... called Chaos : Here Satan with his Angels lying on the burning lake , thunder - struck and astonished , after a certain space recovers , as from confusion , calls up him who next in order and dignity lay by him ; they confer of their ...
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Adam Angels appears arms Author behold bright bring called cloud created dark death deep delight divine dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear field fire fruit gates give glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heav'n Hell hill hope human John King late leave less light live look lost mean Milton mind morn nature never Newton night once pain Paradise peace perhaps Poem Poet pow'r praise reason receive rest rise round Satan says seat seem'd seems shape side sight sons soon spake Spirit stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree voice wide wings
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Page 3 - OF Man's First Disobedience, and the Fruit Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal taste Brought Death into the World, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav'nly 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 Heav'ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos...
Page 23 - Arch-Angel ruin'd, and the excess Of glory obscured : as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams; or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Page xix - The Tenure of Kings and Magistrates PROVING THAT IT IS LAWFUL, AND HATH BEEN HELD SO THROUGH ALL AGES, FOR ANY WHO HAVE THE POWER TO CALL TO ACCOUNT A TYRANT, OR WICKED KING, AND AFTER DUE CONVICTION TO DEPOSE AND PUT HIM TO DEATH, IF THE ORDINARY MAGISTRATE HAVE NEGLECTED OR DENIED TO DO IT.
Page 74 - Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the muses haunt Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song...
Page 9 - And reassembling our afflicted powers, Consult how we may henceforth most offend Our enemy, our own loss how repair, How overcome this dire calamity, What reinforcement we may gain from hope, 190 If not what resolution from despair.
Page 74 - Those other two, equalled with me in fate So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris, and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old. Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note...
Page 10 - 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...
Page 104 - What feign'd submission swore? Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void. For never can true reconcilement grow, Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep...
Page 103 - Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Page 74 - Tunes her nocturnal note : 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...