Paradise Lost0: A Poem in Twelve Books. 2 |
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תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 34
עמוד 16
Thinę now is all this world ; thy virtue bath won , What thy hands builded not : thy
wisdom gain'd With odds , what war hath lost : and fully aveng'd Our foil in Heav'n
: here thou shalt Monarch reign , 375 There didst not : there let him still victor ...
Thinę now is all this world ; thy virtue bath won , What thy hands builded not : thy
wisdom gain'd With odds , what war hath lost : and fully aveng'd Our foil in Heav'n
: here thou shalt Monarch reign , 375 There didst not : there let him still victor ...
עמוד 21
... Plac'd in a Paradise , by our exile Made happy : him by fraud I have seduc'd
485 From his Creator ; and the more t'increase Your wonder , with an apple : he
thereat Offended , worth your laughter , hath giv'n up Both his beloved Man and
all ...
... Plac'd in a Paradise , by our exile Made happy : him by fraud I have seduc'd
485 From his Creator ; and the more t'increase Your wonder , with an apple : he
thereat Offended , worth your laughter , hath giv'n up Both his beloved Man and
all ...
עמוד 28
And know not , that I call'd and drew them thither , My hell - hounds , to lick up the
draff and filth , 630 Which man's polluting lin with taint hath shed On what was
pure , till cramm'd and gorg'd , nigh burst , With suck'd and glutted offal , at one ...
And know not , that I call'd and drew them thither , My hell - hounds , to lick up the
draff and filth , 630 Which man's polluting lin with taint hath shed On what was
pure , till cramm'd and gorg'd , nigh burst , With suck'd and glutted offal , at one ...
עמוד 34
... clod : then , in the grave , Or in some other dismal place , who knows But I shall
die a living death ? O thought Horrid , if true ! Yet why ? It was but breath Of life
that finn'd : what dies , but what had life 790 And fin ? The body properly hath ...
... clod : then , in the grave , Or in some other dismal place , who knows But I shall
die a living death ? O thought Horrid , if true ! Yet why ? It was but breath Of life
that finn'd : what dies , but what had life 790 And fin ? The body properly hath ...
עמוד 44
Or if thou covet death , as utmost end Of misery ; so thinking to evade The penalty
pronounc'd ; doubt not , but God Hath wifelier arm'd his vengeful ire , than so To
be forestall'd : much more I fear lest death , So snatch'd , will not exempt us from ...
Or if thou covet death , as utmost end Of misery ; so thinking to evade The penalty
pronounc'd ; doubt not , but God Hath wifelier arm'd his vengeful ire , than so To
be forestall'd : much more I fear lest death , So snatch'd , will not exempt us from ...
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ביקורת משתמש - VivalaErin - LibraryThingThe shortest answer is: John Milton was a poetic genius. PL is so beautiful, you can't help but feel for Adam and Eve. Even Satan is a great character - he so wants to be an epic hero. This poem is a masterpiece, and he wrote it completely blind. Beautiful, absolutely amazing. קרא סקירה מלאה
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ביקורת משתמש - StefanY - LibraryThingHistorical significance and beautifully descriptive prose aside, I couldn't get into this book at all. Maybe it's too much familiarity with the plot or the inevitability of the impending doom of the ... קרא סקירה מלאה
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Adam againſt alſo Angels arms behold beſt better BOOK bounds bring brought callid cloud comes death deeds deep deſcended doubt dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fall fame Father fear fell fight fire firſt fruit glory grace ground hand haſt hath head hear heard heart Heav'n Hell hill himſelf hold hope juſt king kingdom land laſt late leave leſs light live Lord loſt mankind means mind moſt muſt nature night once Paradiſe peace plain pow'r race reign reply'd reſt return'd Satan Saviour ſaw ſea ſeat ſee ſeek ſeems ſet ſhall ſhalt ſhould ſome ſon ſoon ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſuch Tempter thee themſelves thence theſe things thoſe thou art thought throne till tree true truth virtue voice waſte whoſe wide