Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. According to the Author's Last Edition, in the Year 1674W. and W. Smith, P. Wilson, and T. Ewing, 1767 - 348 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 28
עמוד 40
... faid , he fat ; and expectation held His look fufpence , awaiting , who appear'd To fecond , or oppose , or undertake The perilous attempt : but all fat mute , Pondering the danger with deep thoughts ; and each In others count'nance ...
... faid , he fat ; and expectation held His look fufpence , awaiting , who appear'd To fecond , or oppose , or undertake The perilous attempt : but all fat mute , Pondering the danger with deep thoughts ; and each In others count'nance ...
עמוד 85
... faid , he turn'd , and Satan bowing low , As to fuperior fpirits is wont in heav'n , Where honour due and reverence none neglects , Took leave , and toward the coaft of earth beneath , Down from th'ecliptic , fped with hop'd fuccefs ...
... faid , he turn'd , and Satan bowing low , As to fuperior fpirits is wont in heav'n , Where honour due and reverence none neglects , Took leave , and toward the coaft of earth beneath , Down from th'ecliptic , fped with hop'd fuccefs ...
עמוד 101
... faid is just and right .. For we to him indeed all praises owe , And daily thanks , I chiefly who enjoy So far the happier lot , enjoying thee Preeminent by fo much odds , while thou Like confort to thyself canft no where find . That ...
... faid is just and right .. For we to him indeed all praises owe , And daily thanks , I chiefly who enjoy So far the happier lot , enjoying thee Preeminent by fo much odds , while thou Like confort to thyself canft no where find . That ...
עמוד 110
... faid unanimous , and other rites Obferving none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into their inmost bower Handed they went ; and eas'd the putting off Thefe troublesome difguifes which we wear , Strait fide by 110 PARADISE ...
... faid unanimous , and other rites Obferving none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into their inmost bower Handed they went ; and eas'd the putting off Thefe troublesome difguifes which we wear , Strait fide by 110 PARADISE ...
עמוד 114
... faid he , Beft with the best , the fender not the fent , Or all at once ; more glory will be won , Or lefs be loft . Thy fear , faid Zephon bold ,. Will fave us trial what the least can do Single against thee wicked , and thence weak ...
... faid he , Beft with the best , the fender not the fent , Or all at once ; more glory will be won , Or lefs be loft . Thy fear , faid Zephon bold ,. Will fave us trial what the least can do Single against thee wicked , and thence weak ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam Ægypt againſt alſo angels arm'd beaſt behold beſt blifs call'd cauſe cherubim cloud darkneſs death deep defcend defire divine earth eaſe elfe erft evil eyes faid fair feat feem'd ferpent fhall fide fight fince fire firft firſt fome foon foul fpake fruit ftill fuch gate glory hath heav'n heav'nly hell higheſt highth hill himſelf hoft juſt laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o're Paradife paſs paſt pleas'd pleaſant pleaſure praiſe puniſhment rais'd reaſon reft repli'd reſt return'd rife rofe Satan ſeems ſhade ſhall ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhould ſome ſon ſpake ſpirit ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtrength ſuch ſweet tafte taſte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne tree turn'd wandring whofe whoſe wings wiſdom worfe worſe
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 124 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
עמוד 88 - Ah, wherefore! he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard.
עמוד 121 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
עמוד 251 - Matter of scorn, not to be given the foe. However, I with thee have fix'd my lot, Certain to undergo like doom; if death Consort with thee, death is to me as life; So forcible within my heart I feel The bond of nature draw me to my own, My own in thee, for what thou art is mine; Our state cannot be sever'd, we are one, One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself.
עמוד 44 - Typhoean rage more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air In whirlwind ; hell scarce holds the wild uproar.
עמוד 7 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head uplift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides, Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
עמוד 32 - Devoid of sense and motion? And who knows, Let this be good, whether our angry foe Can give it, or will ever? How he can Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
עמוד 147 - Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
עמוד 208 - Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here? Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power pre-eminent: Tell me how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know...
עמוד 25 - Sheer o'er the crystal battlements: from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Aegean isle.