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Abdiel Adam advanc'd Almighty angels appear'd arm'd arm’d arms behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd call’d celestial chariot cherub cherubim cloud created creatures dark deeds deep delight divine dread dwell eternal evil eyes fair Fair angel fall'n Father fell fiend fierce fiery fire fix’d flaming fruit gates glory Gods gold golden grace hand happy hast hath heav'nly Hell hill honour host infernal Ithuriel JOHN MILTON join'd King know'st less light Messiah Moloch morn night o'er Omnipotent once ordain'd pain PARADISE LOST pass'd plac'd pleas'd pow'r praise rage rais'd reign reply'd round Satan seat seem'd seem’d seraph seraphim shade shape sight soon sov’reign spake spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thither thou thoughts throne thunder thyself Tow'ards tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice wand'ring whence winds wings Zephon
Page 16 - With lust and violence the house of God ? In courts and palaces he also reigns And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of ri'ot ascends above their loftiest towers, And...
Page 65 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, 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.
Page 94 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse ! all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign, As man ere long, and this new world shall know.
Page 48 - Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight : sometimes He scours the right hand coast, sometimes the left ; Now shaves with level wing the deep, then soars Up to the fiery concave towering high. As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala...
Page 23 - 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.
Page 97 - Thence up he flew, and on the tree of life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant...