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... e're this diurnal star Leave cold the night , how we his gather'd beams 1070
Reflected , may with matter fere foment Or by collision of two bodies grind The air
attrite to fire ; as late the clouds Justling , or push'd with winds , rude in their
Shock ...
... e're this diurnal star Leave cold the night , how we his gather'd beams 1070
Reflected , may with matter fere foment Or by collision of two bodies grind The air
attrite to fire ; as late the clouds Justling , or push'd with winds , rude in their
Shock ...
Side 47
Such fire to use , And what may else be remedy or cure To evils , which our own
misdeeds have wrought , 1080 He will instruct us praying , and of grace
Beseeching him . So as we need not fear To pass commodiously this life , fustain'
d By ...
Such fire to use , And what may else be remedy or cure To evils , which our own
misdeeds have wrought , 1080 He will instruct us praying , and of grace
Beseeching him . So as we need not fear To pass commodiously this life , fustain'
d By ...
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... The field pavilion'd with his guardians bright : 215 Nor that , which on the
flaming mount : appear'd In Dothan , cov'd with a camp of fire , Against the Syrian
king ; who to surprise One man , assassin like , had levied war , War unproclaim'd
.
... The field pavilion'd with his guardians bright : 215 Nor that , which on the
flaming mount : appear'd In Dothan , cov'd with a camp of fire , Against the Syrian
king ; who to surprise One man , assassin like , had levied war , War unproclaim'd
.
Side 68
... Choicest and best : then facrificing , laid The inwards and their fat , with
incense strow'd , On the cleft wood , and all due rites performid , 440 His offering
foon propitious fire from Heav'n Confum'd with nimble glance , and grateful steam
.
... Choicest and best : then facrificing , laid The inwards and their fat , with
incense strow'd , On the cleft wood , and all due rites performid , 440 His offering
foon propitious fire from Heav'n Confum'd with nimble glance , and grateful steam
.
Side 69
... found From Heav'n acceptance : but the bloody fact Will be aveng'd ; and th '
other's faith approv'd , Lose no reward , though here thou see him die , - Rolling
in duft and gore . To which our fire : 460 Alas , both for the deed and for the cause
!
... found From Heav'n acceptance : but the bloody fact Will be aveng'd ; and th '
other's faith approv'd , Lose no reward , though here thou see him die , - Rolling
in duft and gore . To which our fire : 460 Alas , both for the deed and for the cause
!
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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
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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