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... in Heay'n , or Earth , or Hell , Easy it may be seen , that I intend Mercy collegue
with justice sending thee , Man's friend , his mediator , his delign'd 60 Both
ransom and redeemer voluntary ; And destin'd man himself , to judge man fall'n .
... in Heay'n , or Earth , or Hell , Easy it may be seen , that I intend Mercy collegue
with justice sending thee , Man's friend , his mediator , his delign'd 60 Both
ransom and redeemer voluntary ; And destin'd man himself , to judge man fall'n .
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... hout and high applause , 505 To fill his ear : when contrary , he hears On all
sides , from innumerable tongues , A dismal universal hiss , the found Of public
scorn : he wonder'd , but not long Had leisure , wond'ring at himself now 510 .
... hout and high applause , 505 To fill his ear : when contrary , he hears On all
sides , from innumerable tongues , A dismal universal hiss , the found Of public
scorn : he wonder'd , but not long Had leisure , wond'ring at himself now 510 .
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That were to make Strange contradiction , which to God himself Imposible is held
; as argument 800 Of weakness , not of pow'r . Will he draw out , For anger's fake ,
finite to infinite , In punish'd man , to satisfy his rigor , Satisfi'd never ?
That were to make Strange contradiction , which to God himself Imposible is held
; as argument 800 Of weakness , not of pow'r . Will he draw out , For anger's fake ,
finite to infinite , In punish'd man , to satisfy his rigor , Satisfi'd never ?
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Thus Adam to himself lamented loud 845 Through the still night , not now , as ere
man fell , Wholesome and cool , and mild ; but with black air Accompanied : with
damps and dreadful gloom ; Which to his evil conscience represented All things ...
Thus Adam to himself lamented loud 845 Through the still night , not now , as ere
man fell , Wholesome and cool , and mild ; but with black air Accompanied : with
damps and dreadful gloom ; Which to his evil conscience represented All things ...
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But for thee I had persisted happy ; had not thy pride And wand'ring vanity , when
least was safe , 875 Rejected my forewarning , and disdain'd Not to be trufted ;
longing to be seen , Though by the Devil himself ; him overweening To over ...
But for thee I had persisted happy ; had not thy pride And wand'ring vanity , when
least was safe , 875 Rejected my forewarning , and disdain'd Not to be trufted ;
longing to be seen , Though by the Devil himself ; him overweening To over ...
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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
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
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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