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. |
מתוך הספר
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עמוד
... the Gods Whom he had vanquisht. After these appear'd A crew who under
Names of old Renown, OSIRIS, ISIS, ORUS and their Train With monstrous
shapes and sorceries abus'd Fanatic EGYPT and her Priests, to seek Thir
wandring Gods.
... the Gods Whom he had vanquisht. After these appear'd A crew who under
Names of old Renown, OSIRIS, ISIS, ORUS and their Train With monstrous
shapes and sorceries abus'd Fanatic EGYPT and her Priests, to seek Thir
wandring Gods.
עמוד
Of splendid vassalage, but rather seek Our own good from our selves, and from
our own Live to our selves, though in this vast recess, Free, and to none
accountable, preferring Hard liberty before the easie yoke Of servile Pomp. Our
greatness ...
Of splendid vassalage, but rather seek Our own good from our selves, and from
our own Live to our selves, though in this vast recess, Free, and to none
accountable, preferring Hard liberty before the easie yoke Of servile Pomp. Our
greatness ...
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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