Paradise Lost, כרך 2Effingham Wilson, 1879 - 94 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-3 מתוך 16
עמוד 306
... Saviour with unalter'd brow . Thy coming hither , though I know thy scope , I bid not or forbid : do as thou find'st Permission from above ; thou canst not more . He added not ; and Satan , bowing low His gray dissimulation , disappear ...
... Saviour with unalter'd brow . Thy coming hither , though I know thy scope , I bid not or forbid : do as thou find'st Permission from above ; thou canst not more . He added not ; and Satan , bowing low His gray dissimulation , disappear ...
עמוד 362
... Saviour with stern brow reply'd . Since neither wealth , nor honour , arms , nor arts , Kingdom , nor empire pleases thee , nor aught By me propos'd in life contemplative Or active , tended on by glory or fame , What dost thou in this ...
... Saviour with stern brow reply'd . Since neither wealth , nor honour , arms , nor arts , Kingdom , nor empire pleases thee , nor aught By me propos'd in life contemplative Or active , tended on by glory or fame , What dost thou in this ...
עמוד 363
... Saviour , meek and with untroubled mind After his aery jaunt , though hurried sore , Hungry and cold betook him to his rest , Wherever , under some concourse of shades , Whose branching arms thick intertwin'd might shield 400 From dews ...
... Saviour , meek and with untroubled mind After his aery jaunt , though hurried sore , Hungry and cold betook him to his rest , Wherever , under some concourse of shades , Whose branching arms thick intertwin'd might shield 400 From dews ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam Adamus Exsul angels answer'd appear'd arms aught battel beast behold Bentl Bentley bliss bright call'd Cherubim cloud dark death delight divine Du Bartas Dunster dwell Dyce earth Epig eternal ev'ning evil eyes fair Father fear Fenton flow'rs fruit giv'n glory ground hand happy hast hath heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill honour JOHN MILTON join'd king lest light live mankind may'st Messiah Milton's own edition morn Newton nigh night Ovid paradise PARADISE LOST PARADISE REGAINED pass'd Proserpina rais'd Raphael reign reply'd return'd sapience Satan Saviour seat seem'd serpent Shakesp shalt sight Son of God soon spake Spens spirits stars stood sweet taste tempter thee thence thine things thou art thou hast thought throne Todd tree turn'd Virg virtue voice wand'ring whence wings