Paradise Lost |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 6-10 מתוך 36
עמוד
So thick the aerie crowd Swarm'd and were straitn'd; till the Signal giv'n, Behold a
wonder! they but now who seemd In bigness to surpass Earths Giant Sons Now
less then smallest Dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless, like that ...
So thick the aerie crowd Swarm'd and were straitn'd; till the Signal giv'n, Behold a
wonder! they but now who seemd In bigness to surpass Earths Giant Sons Now
less then smallest Dwarfs, in narrow room Throng numberless, like that ...
עמוד
This would surpass Common revenge, and interrupt his joy In our Confusion, and
our Joy upraise In his disturbance; when his darling Sons Hurl'd headlong to
partake with us, shall curse Thirfrail Originals, and faded bliss, Faded so soon.
This would surpass Common revenge, and interrupt his joy In our Confusion, and
our Joy upraise In his disturbance; when his darling Sons Hurl'd headlong to
partake with us, shall curse Thirfrail Originals, and faded bliss, Faded so soon.
עמוד
Th'undaunted Fiend what this might be admir'd, Admir'd, not fear'd; God and his
Son except, Created thing naught ... and in proud rebellious Arms Drew after him
the third part of Heav'ns Sons Conjur'd against the highest, for which both Thou ...
Th'undaunted Fiend what this might be admir'd, Admir'd, not fear'd; God and his
Son except, Created thing naught ... and in proud rebellious Arms Drew after him
the third part of Heav'ns Sons Conjur'd against the highest, for which both Thou ...
עמוד
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
עמוד
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
הגעת למגבלת הצפייה עבור ספר זה מדוע?.
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
ADAM Angel Arms Beast behold bliss bounds bright bring Cloud created Creatures dark Death deep delight Divine dreadful dwell Earth equal Eternal evil eyes fair Faith fall farr Father fear fell field fire Fruit Gate Glorie Gods grace hand happie hast hath head heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell Hill hope human King Land least leave less light live look lost Love mean mind Morn Nature never Night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pure Race Reason Reign rest rise round SATAN seat seek Serpent shape side sight Sons soon sound spake Spirits stand Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence things thir thou thoughts Throne till Tree vertue voice Warr whence wide Winds wings World