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To whom The gracious Judge without revile reply'd . , My voice thou oft haft heard
, and hast not fear'd , But still rejoic'd : how is it now become 120 So dreadful to
thee ? That thou art naked , who Had told thee ? Hast thou eaten of the tree ...
To whom The gracious Judge without revile reply'd . , My voice thou oft haft heard
, and hast not fear'd , But still rejoic'd : how is it now become 120 So dreadful to
thee ? That thou art naked , who Had told thee ? Hast thou eaten of the tree ...
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Because thou hast done this , thou art accurft 175 Above all cattle , each beast of
the field ; Upon thy belly groveling thou shalt go ; And dust [ halt eat , all the days
of thy life ? Between thee and thee woman I will put Eninity and between thine ...
Because thou hast done this , thou art accurft 175 Above all cattle , each beast of
the field ; Upon thy belly groveling thou shalt go ; And dust [ halt eat , all the days
of thy life ? Between thee and thee woman I will put Eninity and between thine ...
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O Conscience ! into what abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driv'n me ? Out of
which I find no way , from deep to deeper plung'd ! Thus Adam to himself
lamented loud 845 Through the still night , not now , as ere man fell , Wholesome
and ...
O Conscience ! into what abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driv'n me ? Out of
which I find no way , from deep to deeper plung'd ! Thus Adam to himself
lamented loud 845 Through the still night , not now , as ere man fell , Wholesome
and ...
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... wander down Into a lower world ; to this obscure And wild ? How shall we
breathe in other air Less pure , accustom'd to immortal fruits ? 085 Whom thus the
Angel interrupted mild : Lament not , Eve , put patiently resign , What juftly thou
hast ...
... wander down Into a lower world ; to this obscure And wild ? How shall we
breathe in other air Less pure , accustom'd to immortal fruits ? 085 Whom thus the
Angel interrupted mild : Lament not , Eve , put patiently resign , What juftly thou
hast ...
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... had spread All generations ; and had hither come From all the ends of th ' earth
, to celebrate 345 And reverence thee their great progenitor , But this
praeeminence thou hast loft , brought down To dwell on even ground now with
thy sons .
... had spread All generations ; and had hither come From all the ends of th ' earth
, to celebrate 345 And reverence thee their great progenitor , But this
praeeminence thou hast loft , brought down To dwell on even ground now with
thy sons .
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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 |