To be weak is miserable, Paradise Lost continued.] Doing or suffering. Book i. Line 157. And out of good still to find means of evil. Book i. Line 165. Farewell happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells: hail, horrors; hail. Book i. Line 249. A mind not to be changed by place or time. Here we may reign secure, and in my choice Book i. Line 261. Heard so oft In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge His spear, to equal which the tallest pine, Booki. Line 292. Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arch'd imbower. Book i. Line 302. Line 330. Awake, arise, or be for ever fallen! 1 Compare Book iv. Line 75. [Paradise Lost continued. Spirits when they please Can either sex assume, or both. Booki. Line 423. Execute their airy purposes. Book i. Line 430. When night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. Book i. Line 500. Th' imperial ensign, which, full high advanc'd, Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds: In perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood. Of flutes and soft recorders. Book i. Line 550. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appear'd Less than archangel ruined, and th' excess Book i. Line 591. In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds Book i. Line 597. Thrice he assayed, and thrice in spite of scorn Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth. Book i. Line 619. 1 Compare Gray. The Bard, i. 2. Line 6. Paradise Lost continued.] Who overcomes By force, hath overcome but half his foe. Book i. Line 648. Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell From heaven; for ev'n in heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoy'd Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation. Book i. Line 710. From morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, Faëry elves, Whose midnight revels, by a forest-side, High on a throne of royal state, which far [Paradise Lost continued. Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'd To that bad eminence. Book ii. Line 1. Surer to prosper than prosperity Book ii. Line 39. Could have assured us. The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair. That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat: descent and fall Book ii. Line 105. Which, if not victory, is yet revenge. But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropped manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels. Book ii. Line 112. Th' ethereal mould Incapable of stain would soon expel Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, Book ii. Line 139. Paradise Lost continued.] For who would lose, Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Those thoughts that wander through eternity, To perish rather, swallowed up and lost. In the wide womb of uncreated night? With grave Aspect he rose, and in his rising seemed A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven And princely counsel in his face yet shone, The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look Or summer's noontide air. The palpable obscure. Book ii. Line 300. Book ii. Line 406. Long is the way And hard, that out of hell leads up to light. Book . Line 432. 1 Rubente dextera. Horace, Od. i. ii. 2. |