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As when a flock Of ravenous fowl , though many a league remote , Against the
day of battel , to a field , 275 Where armies lie incamp'd , come flying , lur'd With
scent of living carcasles , design'd For death the following day , in bloody fight :
So ...
As when a flock Of ravenous fowl , though many a league remote , Against the
day of battel , to a field , 275 Where armies lie incamp'd , come flying , lur'd With
scent of living carcasles , design'd For death the following day , in bloody fight :
So ...
Side 23
... Heav'n - fall'n , in station stood or just array , 555 Sublime with expectation ,
when to see In triumph issuing forth their glorious chief : They faw , but other fight
instead ! a crowd Of ugly serpents : horror on them fell , And horrid sympathy : for
...
... Heav'n - fall'n , in station stood or just array , 555 Sublime with expectation ,
when to see In triumph issuing forth their glorious chief : They faw , but other fight
instead ! a crowd Of ugly serpents : horror on them fell , And horrid sympathy : for
...
Side 24
... in heaps , and up the trees Climbing , sat thicker than the snaky locks That
curld Megaera ; greedily they pluck'd 560 The fruitage fair to fight , like that which
grew 1 Near that bituminous lake where ' Sodom flam'd ; This 24 PARADISE Lost
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... in heaps , and up the trees Climbing , sat thicker than the snaky locks That
curld Megaera ; greedily they pluck'd 560 The fruitage fair to fight , like that which
grew 1 Near that bituminous lake where ' Sodom flam'd ; This 24 PARADISE Lost
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Side 30
... Equal in days and nights , except to those 630 Beyond the Polar circles : to
them day Had unbenighted shone , while the low Sun To recompense his
distance , in their fight Had rounded still th ' horizon , and not known Or east or
weft ; which ...
... Equal in days and nights , except to those 630 Beyond the Polar circles : to
them day Had unbenighted shone , while the low Sun To recompense his
distance , in their fight Had rounded still th ' horizon , and not known Or east or
weft ; which ...
Side 36
How can they then acquitted stand In fight of God ? Him after all disputes Forc'd I
absolve : all my evasions vain And reasonings though thro ' mazes , lead me still
850 But to my own conviction : first and last On me , me only , as the source and ...
How can they then acquitted stand In fight of God ? Him after all disputes Forc'd I
absolve : all my evasions vain And reasonings though thro ' mazes , lead me still
850 But to my own conviction : first and last On me , me only , as the source and ...
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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
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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
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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
Bibliografiske oplysninger
| Titel | Paradise Lost0: A Poem in Twelve Books. 2 Bind 2 af English library / Authors in verse |
| Forfatter | John Milton |
| Udgiver | Steudel and Keil, 1805 |
| Oprindeligt fra | Det bayerske statsbibliotek |
| Digitaliseret | 7. okt 2016 |
| Længde | 211 sider |
| Eksporter henvisning | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |