Paradise Lost0: A Poem in Twelve Books. 2 |
Fra bogen
Resultater 1-5 af 65
Side 3
But whom send I to judge them ? whom , but thee 55 Vicegerent Son ? To thee I
have transferr'd All jugdment ' , whether in Heay'n , or Earth , or Hell , Easy it may
be seen , that I intend Mercy collegue with justice sending thee , Man's friend ...
But whom send I to judge them ? whom , but thee 55 Vicegerent Son ? To thee I
have transferr'd All jugdment ' , whether in Heay'n , or Earth , or Hell , Easy it may
be seen , that I intend Mercy collegue with justice sending thee , Man's friend ...
Side 4
A Poem in Twelve Books. 2 John Milton. j Express'd , and thus divinely answer'd
mild . Father Eternal ! Thine is to decree ; Mine both in Heav'n and Earth , to do
thy will Supreme ; that thou in me thy Son belov'd 70 Mayst ever rest well pleas'd .
A Poem in Twelve Books. 2 John Milton. j Express'd , and thus divinely answer'd
mild . Father Eternal ! Thine is to decree ; Mine both in Heav'n and Earth , to do
thy will Supreme ; that thou in me thy Son belov'd 70 Mayst ever rest well pleas'd .
Side 9
So spake this oracle , then verify'd , When Jesus son of Mary , second Eve , Saw
Satan fall , like lightning , down from Heav'n , Prince of the air : then rising from
his grave 135 Spoild Principalitics and Pow'rs , triumph'd In open shew ; and ,
with ...
So spake this oracle , then verify'd , When Jesus son of Mary , second Eve , Saw
Satan fall , like lightning , down from Heav'n , Prince of the air : then rising from
his grave 135 Spoild Principalitics and Pow'rs , triumph'd In open shew ; and ,
with ...
Side 15
Into the wood fast by ; and changing shape T'observe the sequel , saw his
guileful act By Eve , though all unweeting , seconded 335 Upon her husband ;
saw their shame , that sought Vain covertures : but when he saw descend The
Son of ...
Into the wood fast by ; and changing shape T'observe the sequel , saw his
guileful act By Eve , though all unweeting , seconded 335 Upon her husband ;
saw their shame , that sought Vain covertures : but when he saw descend The
Son of ...
Side 16
... yet felt , That I must after thee with this thy son : Such fatal consequence unites
us three ! Hell couid could no longer hold in her bounds ; 365 Nor this
unvoyageable gulf obscure , Detain from following thy illustrious track . Thou haft
atchiev'd ...
... yet felt , That I must after thee with this thy son : Such fatal consequence unites
us three ! Hell couid could no longer hold in her bounds ; 365 Nor this
unvoyageable gulf obscure , Detain from following thy illustrious track . Thou haft
atchiev'd ...
Hvad folk siger - Skriv en anmeldelse
Brugervurderinger
5 stjerner |
| ||
4 stjerner |
| ||
3 stjerner |
| ||
2 stjerner |
| ||
1 stjerne |
|
LibraryThing Review
Brugeranmeldelse - 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. Læs hele anmeldelsen
LibraryThing Review
Brugeranmeldelse - 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 ... Læs hele anmeldelsen
Andre udgaver - Se alle
Almindelige termer og sætninger
Adam againſt alſo Angels arms behold beſt better BOOK bounds bring brought callid cloud comes death deeds deep deſcended doubt dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fall fame Father fear fell fight fire firſt fruit glory grace ground hand haſt hath head hear heard heart Heav'n Hell hill himſelf hold hope juſt king kingdom land laſt late leave leſs light live Lord loſt mankind means mind moſt muſt nature night once Paradiſe peace plain pow'r race reign reply'd reſt return'd Satan Saviour ſaw ſea ſeat ſee ſeek ſeems ſet ſhall ſhalt ſhould ſome ſon ſoon ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtood ſuch Tempter thee themſelves thence theſe things thoſe thou art thought throne till tree true truth virtue voice waſte whoſe wide