Paradise LostParadise Lost is the first epic of English literature written in the classical style. John Milton saw himself as the intellectual heir of Homer, Virgil, and Dante, and sought to create a work of art which fully represented the most basic tenets of the Protestant faith. His work, which was dictated from memory and transcribed by his daughter, remains as one of the most powerful English poems. |
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עמוד
From what highth fal'n, so much the stronger provd He with his Thunder: and till
then who knew The force of those dire Arms? yet not for those Nor what the
Potent Victor in his rage Can else inflict do I repent or change, Though chang'd in
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From what highth fal'n, so much the stronger provd He with his Thunder: and till
then who knew The force of those dire Arms? yet not for those Nor what the
Potent Victor in his rage Can else inflict do I repent or change, Though chang'd in
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עמוד
... him round A Globe of fierie Seraphim inclos'd With bright imblazonrie, and
horrent Arms. Then of thir Session ended they bid cry With Trumpets regal sound
the great result: Toward the four winds four speedy Cherubim Put to thir mouths
the ...
... him round A Globe of fierie Seraphim inclos'd With bright imblazonrie, and
horrent Arms. Then of thir Session ended they bid cry With Trumpets regal sound
the great result: Toward the four winds four speedy Cherubim Put to thir mouths
the ...
עמוד
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
עמוד
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
עמוד
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
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