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˹éÒ 284 - With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and...
˹éÒ 26 - Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor - one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
˹éÒ 338 - Rising or falling, still advance his praise. His praise, ye winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops, ye pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living souls ; ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
˹éÒ 252 - The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure, Severe, but in true filial freedom...
˹éÒ 280 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
˹éÒ 254 - So hand in hand they pass'd, the loveliest pair, That ever since in love's embraces met; Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.
˹éÒ 250 - Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose : Another side, umbrageous grots and caves Of cool recess, o'er which the mantling vine Lays forth her purple grape, and gently creeps Luxuriant; meanwhile murmuring waters fall Down the slope hills, dispersed, or in a lake, That to the fringed bank with myrtle crown'd Her crystal mirror holds, unite their streams.
˹éÒ 240 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar and pine and fir and branching palm, A sylvan scene; and, as the ranks ascend Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
˹éÒ 130 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
˹éÒ 64 - The ascending pile Stood fixed her stately highth; and straight the doors, Opening their brazen folds discover, wide Within, her ample spaces o'er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof, Pendent by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light As from a sky.
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| ª×èÍ˹ѧÊ×Í | Paradis perdu: de Milton, àÅèÁ·Õè 1 àÅèÁ·Õè 24-25 ¢Í§ Chateaubriand, F.A.R., vicomte de. Oeuvres complètes Paradis perdu: de Milton, François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand |
| ¼Ùéáµè§ | John Milton |
| á»Åâ´Â | François-René vicomte de Chateaubriand |
| ¼Ùé¨Ñ´¾ÔÁ¾ì | C. Gosselin, 1837 |
| µé¹©ºÑºÁÒ¨Ò¡ | Harvard University |
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