The Poetical Works of John Milton, כרך 1 |
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Adam angels arms battle began behold bliss BOOK bounds bright bring cloud command created creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes fair fall Father fear fell field fire force fruit gates glory Gods gold golden grace half hand happy hast hath head heard Heav'n Hell hill hope host King land less light living look lost mind morn nature night o'er once pain Paradise peace perhaps pow'r powers praise rage receive reign rest rise rose round Satan seat seem'd shade shape side sight sons soon sound spake spi'rits stand stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence things thither thou thought throne tree voice whence wide wild winds wings worse
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 18 - With lust and violence the house of God ? In courts and palaces he also reigns And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of ri'ot ascends above their loftiest towers, And...
עמוד 95 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
עמוד 67 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
עמוד 96 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse ! all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign, As man ere long, and this new world shall know.
עמוד 50 - Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight : sometimes He scours the right hand coast, sometimes the left ; Now shaves with level wing the deep, then soars Up to the fiery concave towering high. As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds Close sailing from Bengala...
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.
עמוד 99 - Thence up he flew, and on the tree of life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant...
עמוד 205 - Last Rose, as in dance, the stately trees, and spread Their branches hung with copious fruit, or...