Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 5
עמוד 68
... In blissful solitude ; he then survey ' d Hell and the gulf between , and Satan
there Coasting the wall of Heav ' n on this side Night In the dun air sublime , and
ready now To stoop with wearied wings and willing feet On the bare outside of
this ...
... In blissful solitude ; he then survey ' d Hell and the gulf between , and Satan
there Coasting the wall of Heav ' n on this side Night In the dun air sublime , and
ready now To stoop with wearied wings and willing feet On the bare outside of
this ...
עמוד 136
At once on th ' eastern cliff of Paradise 275 He lights , and to his proper shape
returns A Seraph wing ' d ; six wings he wore , to shade His lineaments divine ;
the pair that clad Each shoulder broad , came mantling o ' er his breast With regal
...
At once on th ' eastern cliff of Paradise 275 He lights , and to his proper shape
returns A Seraph wing ' d ; six wings he wore , to shade His lineaments divine ;
the pair that clad Each shoulder broad , came mantling o ' er his breast With regal
...
עמוד 185
... work divinely wrought , Ascended ; at his right hand Victory Sat eagle - wing ' d
; beside him hung his bow And quiver ... half on each hand were seen : 770 He
on the wings of Cherub rode sublime On the crystalline sky , in sapphire thron ' d
...
... work divinely wrought , Ascended ; at his right hand Victory Sat eagle - wing ' d
; beside him hung his bow And quiver ... half on each hand were seen : 770 He
on the wings of Cherub rode sublime On the crystalline sky , in sapphire thron ' d
...
עמוד 205
... there the eagle and the stork On cliffs and cedar tops their eyries build : Part
loosely wing the region , part more wise 425 ... and spread their painted wings
Till ev ' n , nor then the solemn nightingale 435 Ceas ' d warbling , but all night
tun ' d ...
... there the eagle and the stork On cliffs and cedar tops their eyries build : Part
loosely wing the region , part more wise 425 ... and spread their painted wings
Till ev ' n , nor then the solemn nightingale 435 Ceas ' d warbling , but all night
tun ' d ...
עמוד 207
At once came forth whatever creeps the ground , 475 lasect or worm : those wav '
d their limber fans For wings , and smallest lineaments exact In all the liveries
deck ' d of summer ' s pride , With spots of gold and purple ' , azure and green ...
At once came forth whatever creeps the ground , 475 lasect or worm : those wav '
d their limber fans For wings , and smallest lineaments exact In all the liveries
deck ' d of summer ' s pride , With spots of gold and purple ' , azure and green ...
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Paradise Lost, a Poem. PR. from the Text of Tonson's Correct Ed. of 1711 <span dir=ltr>Professor John Milton</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2016 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam Angels arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring callid cloud coming created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell hill hope human king leave less light live look lost mind morn nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pow'r pure race reason reign reply'd 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 virtue voice whence wide winds wings
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 133 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. 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 263 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
עמוד 2 - Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
עמוד 114 - Shine not in vain ; nor think, though men were none, That heaven would want spectators, God want praise. Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
עמוד 133 - Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels ! for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing : ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
עמוד 26 - From heaven, they fabled, thrown by angry Jove 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...
עמוד 252 - As one, who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
עמוד 25 - Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven ; The roof was fretted gold.
עמוד 29 - HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat...
עמוד 66 - Those other two equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Maeonides, And Tiresias and Phineus prophets old; Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.