Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 31
עמוד 10
Be it so ! since he , 245 Who r . ow is Sov ' reign , can dispose and bid What shall
be right : furthest from him is best , Whom reason hath equal ' d , force hath made
supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells !
Be it so ! since he , 245 Who r . ow is Sov ' reign , can dispose and bid What shall
be right : furthest from him is best , Whom reason hath equal ' d , force hath made
supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells !
עמוד 28
110 For dignity composed , and ligh exploit : But all was false and hollow ; tliough
his tongue Drepp ' d manna , and could make the worse appear The better
reason , to perplex and dash Maturcst counsels : for his thoughts were low 115 '
To ...
110 For dignity composed , and ligh exploit : But all was false and hollow ; tliough
his tongue Drepp ' d manna , and could make the worse appear The better
reason , to perplex and dash Maturcst counsels : for his thoughts were low 115 '
To ...
עמוד 31
225 Thus Belial , with words clothed in reason ' s garb , Counsel ' d ignoble caso ,
and peacerul sloth , Not peace : And after him thus Mammon spake Either to
disenthrone the King of Heaven We war , if war be best , or to regain Vur own
right ...
225 Thus Belial , with words clothed in reason ' s garb , Counsel ' d ignoble caso ,
and peacerul sloth , Not peace : And after him thus Mammon spake Either to
disenthrone the King of Heaven We war , if war be best , or to regain Vur own
right ...
עמוד 36
430 Wita reason hath deep silence and demur Scized us , though undismay ' d :
Long is the ways And hard , that out of Hell leads up to light ; Our prison strong ;
this huge convex of fire , Dutrageous to devour , immures us round Vincfold ; and
...
430 Wita reason hath deep silence and demur Scized us , though undismay ' d :
Long is the ways And hard , that out of Hell leads up to light ; Our prison strong ;
this huge convex of fire , Dutrageous to devour , immures us round Vincfold ; and
...
עמוד 40
Suspended Hell , and took with ravishment The thronging audience . In discourse
more svent ( For eloquence the soul , song charms the sense , ) 550 Others apart
sat on a hill retired , In thoughts more elevate , and reason ' d high Of ...
Suspended Hell , and took with ravishment The thronging audience . In discourse
more svent ( For eloquence the soul , song charms the sense , ) 550 Others apart
sat on a hill retired , In thoughts more elevate , and reason ' d high Of ...
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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
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam Angels arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring callid cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell Earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear field fire force fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill hope human judge King land leave less light live look lost meet mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps raised reason receive replied rest rise round Satan seat seem'd Serpent shape side sight soon sound spake Spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree virtue voice whence wide winds wings wonder
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 92 - Sweet is the breath of Morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
עמוד 17 - A shout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air, With orient colours waving ; with them rose A forest huge of spears ; and thronging helms Appear'd, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable.
עמוד 218 - But such as, at this day, to Indians known; In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms, Branching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillar'd shade, High overarch'd, and echoing walks between...
עמוד 107 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
עמוד 50 - So were created, nor can justly accuse Their maker, or their making, or their fate, As if predestination overruled Their will, disposed by absolute decree Or high foreknowledge; they themselves decreed Their own revolt, not I: if I foreknew, Foreknowledge had no influence on their fault, Which had no less proved certain unforeknown.
עמוד 79 - Which to our general sire gave prospect large Into his nether empire neighbouring round. And higher than that wall a circling row Of goodliest trees loaden with fairest fruit, Blossoms and fruits at once of golden hue...
עמוד 87 - To whom thus Eve replied. O thou for whom And from whom I was form'd, flesh of thy flesh, And without whom am to no end, my guide And head! what thou hast said 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 so much odds, while thou Like consort to thyself canst no where find.
עמוד 267 - Had melted, whether found where casual fire Had wasted woods on mountain or in vale, Down to the veins of earth, thence gliding hot To...
עמוד 127 - So spake the seraph 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 46 - Afresh, with conscious terrors vex me round, That rest or intermission none I find. Before mine eyes in opposition sits Grim Death, my son and foe, who sets them on...
מידע ביבליוגרפי
| כותרת | Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books Laurel crowned verse Temple classics |
| מאת | John Milton |
| הוצאה | A.C. McClung and Company, 1899 |
| מקור מאת | אוניברסיטת הרווארד |
| דיגיטלי | 25 פברואר 2008 |
| אורך | 372 עמודים |
| ייצא ציטוט ביביליוגרפי | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |