Oeuvres complètes de m. le vicomte de Chateaubriand: Le Paradis Perdu de MiltonPourrat frères, 1837 |
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Page vii
... maintenant la conscience en toute chose ? Qui lira mes commentaires ? Qui s'en souciera ? J'ai calqué le poème de Milton à la vitre ; je n'ai pas craint de changer le régime des verbes lorsqu'en restant plus français j'aurais fait ...
... maintenant la conscience en toute chose ? Qui lira mes commentaires ? Qui s'en souciera ? J'ai calqué le poème de Milton à la vitre ; je n'ai pas craint de changer le régime des verbes lorsqu'en restant plus français j'aurais fait ...
Page xxv
... maintenant la conscience en toute chose ? Qui lira mes commentaires ? Qui s'en souciera ? J'ai calqué le poème de Milton à la vitre ; je n'ai pas craint de changer le régime des verbes lorsqu'en restant plus français j'aurais fait ...
... maintenant la conscience en toute chose ? Qui lira mes commentaires ? Qui s'en souciera ? J'ai calqué le poème de Milton à la vitre ; je n'ai pas craint de changer le régime des verbes lorsqu'en restant plus français j'aurais fait ...
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... maintenant tombés en Enfer . L'Enfer n'est pas décrit ici comme placé dans le centre du monde ( car le ciel et la terre peuvent être supposés n'être pas encore faits , et certainement pas encore maudits ) ; mais dans le lieu des ...
... maintenant tombés en Enfer . L'Enfer n'est pas décrit ici comme placé dans le centre du monde ( car le ciel et la terre peuvent être supposés n'être pas encore faits , et certainement pas encore maudits ) ; mais dans le lieu des ...
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... believe Almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpower'd such force as ours- Have left us this our spirit and strength entire , Strongly to suffer and support our pains , » maintenant , et qui , dans l'excès de sa 16 BOOK I.
... believe Almighty , since no less Than such could have o'erpower'd such force as ours- Have left us this our spirit and strength entire , Strongly to suffer and support our pains , » maintenant , et qui , dans l'excès de sa 16 BOOK I.
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François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand. » maintenant , et qui , dans l'excès de sa joie , régnant seul , tient la tyrannie du ciel . » Ainsi parlait l'Ange apostat , quoique dans la douleur ; se vantant à haute voix , mais déchiré d'un ...
François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand. » maintenant , et qui , dans l'excès de sa joie , régnant seul , tient la tyrannie du ciel . » Ainsi parlait l'Ange apostat , quoique dans la douleur ; se vantant à haute voix , mais déchiré d'un ...
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Adam Almighty angels anges another world arms behold bliss bright bring call'd ciel cloud created créatures dark darkness death deep Dieu divine doom earth envy equal Esprits eternal evil extol Father fear fell fiend find fire firmament first forth found free gates glory gods gold golden good grace great hand happy hast hath head heaven heaven and earth heavenly hell high hill his enemy hope infernal King know l'Enfer l'homme less life light look lost love made mankind Milton never night nuit o'er offspring once Paradis Paradise pass'd populous power powers praise reign round Satan scorn seat seem'd seest shade shalt shape shone side sight soon spake spirits state stood sweet taste terre their thence things thither thou though thoughts Thrice throne thus thyself Tree of Knowledge trône Uriel whence whom wide winds wings words works world worse
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Page 277 - On earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Page 5 - Almighty hath not built Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: 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.
Page 229 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Page 141 - 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, 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 137 - Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblamed? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity — -dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate ! Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell?
Page 7 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore, his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 290 Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
Page 61 - Devoid of sense and motion? and who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? how he can, Is doubtful ; that he never will, is sure. Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire, Belike through impotence or unaware, To give his enemies their wish, and end Them in his anger, whom his anger saves To punish endless? Wherefore cease we then? Say they who counsel war; — We are decreed. Reserved, and destined to eternal woe ; Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, What...
Page 189 - Thou had'st : whom hast thou then, or what to accuse, But Heaven's free love dealt equally to all ? Be then his love accursed, since love or hate, To me alike, it deals eternal woe. Nay, cursed be thou ; since against his thy will Chose freely what it now so justly rues.
Page 1 - 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 87 - Their rising all at once was as the sound Of thunder heard remote. Towards him they bend With awful reverence prone, and as a God Extol him equal to the Highest in Heaven.