Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books |
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תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 100
עמוד 20
Nor the deep tract of Hell ; say first what cause Moved our grand parents , in that
happy state , Favour ' d of Heav ' n so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and
transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the world besides ? Who first seduc
...
Nor the deep tract of Hell ; say first what cause Moved our grand parents , in that
happy state , Favour ' d of Heav ' n so highly , to fall off From their Creator , and
transgress his will For one restraint , lords of the world besides ? Who first seduc
...
עמוד 21
Such place eternal Justice had prepar ' d For those rebellious ; here their pris ' on
ordain ' a In utter darkness ; and their portion set As far remov ' d from God and
light of Heav ' n , As from the centre thrice to th ' utmost pole . O how unlike the ...
Such place eternal Justice had prepar ' d For those rebellious ; here their pris ' on
ordain ' a In utter darkness ; and their portion set As far remov ' d from God and
light of Heav ' n , As from the centre thrice to th ' utmost pole . O how unlike the ...
עמוד 22
105 110 115 That durst dislike his reign , and , me preferring , His utmost pow ' r
with adverse pow ' r oppos ' d In dubious battle on the plains of Heav ' n , And
shook his throne . What tho ' the field be lost ? All is not lost ; th ' unconquerable
will ...
105 110 115 That durst dislike his reign , and , me preferring , His utmost pow ' r
with adverse pow ' r oppos ' d In dubious battle on the plains of Heav ' n , And
shook his throne . What tho ' the field be lost ? All is not lost ; th ' unconquerable
will ...
עמוד 23
But see , the angry Victor hath recall ' d His ministers of vengeance and pursuit
Back to the gates of Heaven : the sulphurous hail , Short after us in storm , o '
erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that from the precipice Of Heav ' n receiv ' d
us ...
But see , the angry Victor hath recall ' d His ministers of vengeance and pursuit
Back to the gates of Heaven : the sulphurous hail , Short after us in storm , o '
erblown , hath laid The fiery surge , that from the precipice Of Heav ' n receiv ' d
us ...
עמוד 26
The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a Heav ' n of Hell , a Hell of
Heav ' n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I should be , all but
less than he Whom thunder hath made greater ? Here at least We shall be free ;
th ...
The mind is its own place , and in itself Can make a Heav ' n of Hell , a Hell of
Heav ' n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I should be , all but
less than he Whom thunder hath made greater ? Here at least We shall be free ;
th ...
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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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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam Angels arms behold bliss BOOK bounds bright bring cloud coming created creatures dark death deep delight divine doubt dreadful dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire force fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heav'n Hell hill hope human King land leave less light live look lost meet mind morn nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pow'r reason receive reign rest rise round Satan seat seek seem'd serpent shape side sight sons soon sound spake Spi'rits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree voice whence wide winds wings