Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve BooksJ.F. and C. Rivington, L. Davis, B. White and Son, T. Longman, B. Law, J. Dodsley, J. Johnson, J. Robson, C. Dilly, G.G.J. and J. Robinson, T. Cadell, J. Nichols, R. Baldwin, J. Sewell, J. Knox, J. Murray, W. Lowndes, J. Bew, W. Goldsmith, W. Otridge, G. and T. Wilkie, R. Ryan, and E. Newbery, 1790 - 345 עמודים |
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תוצאות 1-2 מתוך 2
עמוד 106
... rise ; Left total darkness should by night regain Her old poffeffion , and extinguish life 665 Their ftellar virtue on all kinds that grow In nature and all things , which thefe foft fires Not only ' enlighten , but with kindly heat Of ...
... rise ; Left total darkness should by night regain Her old poffeffion , and extinguish life 665 Their ftellar virtue on all kinds that grow In nature and all things , which thefe foft fires Not only ' enlighten , but with kindly heat Of ...
עמוד 321
... rise Above the highest hills : then shall this mount Of Paradife by might of waves be mov'd Out of his place , push'd by the horned flood , With all his verdure spoil'd , and trees adrift , Down the great river to the opening gulf , And ...
... rise Above the highest hills : then shall this mount Of Paradife by might of waves be mov'd Out of his place , push'd by the horned flood , With all his verdure spoil'd , and trees adrift , Down the great river to the opening gulf , And ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Adam afcend againſt alfo Angel appear'd arm'd beaft beft behold beſt blifs bright call'd Cherubim darkneſs death deep defcends defire delight divine earth eaſe elfe erft eternal evil eyes fafe faid fair feat feek feem'd feems fenfe fhall fhould fide fight fince fire firft firſt fleep fome fons foon foul fpake fruit ftate ftill ftood ftrength fuch fweet glory hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell higheſt himſelf hoft itſelf juft king laft laſt lefs leſs light loft moſt muſt night o'er Paradife PARADISE LOST pleas'd pleaſure pow'r praiſe rais'd reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe Satan ſeems Serpent ſhall ſhape ſpake Spirits ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſweet tafte thee thefe themſelves thence theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thoughts thouſand throne tree turn'd vex'd wand'ring whofe whoſe wings worfe worſe