Paradise Lost |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 89
Page xi
John Milton. LIFE OF MILTON . CHAPTER I. THE POET'S BIRTH - CHARACTER OF THE TIMES - HIS EARLY EDUCATION AND PROPENSITIES . THE nativity of JOHN MILTON was cast at an epoch when mighty events were brewing in the political institutions of ...
John Milton. LIFE OF MILTON . CHAPTER I. THE POET'S BIRTH - CHARACTER OF THE TIMES - HIS EARLY EDUCATION AND PROPENSITIES . THE nativity of JOHN MILTON was cast at an epoch when mighty events were brewing in the political institutions of ...
Page xii
... character of the court was notoriously corrupt and profligate : the favourite Villiers was alone sufficient to rouse ... character , for he had paraphrased two of the Psalms , cxiv . and cxxxvi . In this latter are some fine stanzas ...
... character of the court was notoriously corrupt and profligate : the favourite Villiers was alone sufficient to rouse ... character , for he had paraphrased two of the Psalms , cxiv . and cxxxvi . In this latter are some fine stanzas ...
Page xiii
... characters of the respective lan- guages . The feudal institutions , the enthusiasm and splendour of chivalry , and the superstitions of the dark ages , had introduced a new school of poetry in Dante , Petrarch , Ariosto , Sackville ...
... characters of the respective lan- guages . The feudal institutions , the enthusiasm and splendour of chivalry , and the superstitions of the dark ages , had introduced a new school of poetry in Dante , Petrarch , Ariosto , Sackville ...
Page xv
... character of the imagery , which Milton adopted from the first , was peculiar to himself . I do not say that many of the words , and even images , might not be found scattered in preceding poets , as Spenser , Shakspeare , Ben Jonson ...
... character of the imagery , which Milton adopted from the first , was peculiar to himself . I do not say that many of the words , and even images , might not be found scattered in preceding poets , as Spenser , Shakspeare , Ben Jonson ...
Page xvii
... character in almost every stanza . There is not a finer line in the whole range of descriptive poetry than this : - In dismal dance about the furnace blue . Yet this ode Johnson passes over in silence . Milton was already in a state of ...
... character in almost every stanza . There is not a finer line in the whole range of descriptive poetry than this : - In dismal dance about the furnace blue . Yet this ode Johnson passes over in silence . Milton was already in a state of ...
Common terms and phrases
Adam Adam and Eve Addison Æneid Almighty ancient angels appear beautiful behold bliss bright call'd Chaos character cherubim cloud Comus creation creatures dark death deep delight divine earth eternal evil eyes fable fair Father fire fruit gates genius glory grace happy hath heart heaven heavenly hell holy Homer honour human Iliad imagery imagination infernal invention John Milton King language learning less light live Lord Lycidas mankind Messiah Milton mind Moloch moral Muse nature never NEWTON night o'er observes Ovid Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passage passion perhaps poem poet poetical poetry praise reader rebel angels Samson Agonistes Satan says Scripture seem'd sentiments serpent sight spake speech Spenser spirit stood sublime sweet taste thee thence thine things thou hast thought throne tree verse vex'd Virgil virtue voice Warton whence wings wonder words
Popular passages
Page 113 - Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rime both in longer and shorter works, as have also long since our best English tragedies, as a thing of itself, to all judicious ears, trivial and of no true musical delight; which consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another...
Page 175 - 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 everduring 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.
Page 175 - 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.
Page xvi - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Page xxx - Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun-clad power of Chastity Fain would I something say; — yet to what end? Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery That must be uttered to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of Virginity; And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy present lot.
Page 122 - The seat of desolation, void of light, Save what the glimmering of these livid flames Casts pale and dreadful ? thither let us tend From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; There rest, if any rest can...
Page 124 - What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater?
Page lxxx - 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 174 - 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 195 - 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.