Paradise Lost: With Introd., Notes, and Diagrams, كتاب 1Ginn, 1886 |
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الصفحة vii
... abyss lies Hell , perhaps near the centre , possibly at the nadir ; distant , at any rate , from the light of God by three times the radius of our starry universe . * In the centre of hell is the lake of fire , a ' boiling ocean ...
... abyss lies Hell , perhaps near the centre , possibly at the nadir ; distant , at any rate , from the light of God by three times the radius of our starry universe . * In the centre of hell is the lake of fire , a ' boiling ocean ...
الصفحة xv
... abyss , or quagmire , of universal darkness and lifelessness , wherein are jumbled in blustering confusion the elements of all matter , or rather the crude embryons of all the elements , ere as yet they are distinguishable . There is no ...
... abyss , or quagmire , of universal darkness and lifelessness , wherein are jumbled in blustering confusion the elements of all matter , or rather the crude embryons of all the elements , ere as yet they are distinguishable . There is no ...
الصفحة xvii
... Abyss or Chaos . Horror - struck they start back ; but worse urges them behind . Headlong they fling themselves down , eternal wrath burning after them , and driving them still down , down , through Chaos , to the place prepared for ...
... Abyss or Chaos . Horror - struck they start back ; but worse urges them behind . Headlong they fling themselves down , eternal wrath burning after them , and driving them still down , down , through Chaos , to the place prepared for ...
الصفحة xxvi
... Abyss , saying of Satan on his voyage , " He reaches at length , about midway in his journey , the central throne and pa- vilion where Chaos personified and Night have their government . " This court , the most noisy and tumultuous ...
... Abyss , saying of Satan on his voyage , " He reaches at length , about midway in his journey , the central throne and pa- vilion where Chaos personified and Night have their government . " This court , the most noisy and tumultuous ...
الصفحة 8
... abyss , gulf , or chasm ) . So in Par . Lost , III . 12 , " The rising world of waters ' is represented as 6 I won from the void and formless infinite . ' Sion ( the Greek form of the Hebrew name Zion ) , one of the hills on which ...
... abyss , gulf , or chasm ) . So in Par . Lost , III . 12 , " The rising world of waters ' is represented as 6 I won from the void and formless infinite . ' Sion ( the Greek form of the Hebrew name Zion ) , one of the hills on which ...
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الصفحة 10 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
الصفحة xxii - A dungeon horrible on all sides round As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell...
الصفحة 6 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
الصفحة xxix - Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet— Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven: The roof was fretted gold.
الصفحة 8 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer. Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew 10 Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. He must not float upon his watery bier Unwept, and welter to the parching wind, Without the meed of some melodious tear.
الصفحة 29 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath ; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength...
الصفحة 12 - The mother of mankind, what time his pride Had cast him out from Heaven, with all his host Of rebel angels, by whose aid, aspiring To set himself in glory...
الصفحة 34 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
الصفحة 19 - What hard mishap hath doomed this gentle swain? And questioned every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory : They knew not of his story, And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon strayed, The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played.
الصفحة 10 - Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove a-field, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn, Battening our flocks with the fresh dews of night, Oft till the star that rose at evening, bright, Toward heaven's descent had sloped his westering wheel.