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460 For in pollession such , not only of right , I call you and declare you now ;
return'd Successful beyond hope , to lead you forth Triumphant out of this infernal
pit Abominable , accurs'd , the house of woe , 465 And dungeon of our tyrant !
now ...
460 For in pollession such , not only of right , I call you and declare you now ;
return'd Successful beyond hope , to lead you forth Triumphant out of this infernal
pit Abominable , accurs'd , the house of woe , 465 And dungeon of our tyrant !
now ...
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Fond wish ! couldst thou fupport That burden heavier ; than the earth to bear ; 835
Than all the world much heavier ; though divided With that bad woman ? Thus
what thou defir'ft And what thou fear'ft , alike destroys all hope Of refuge ; and ...
Fond wish ! couldst thou fupport That burden heavier ; than the earth to bear ; 835
Than all the world much heavier ; though divided With that bad woman ? Thus
what thou defir'ft And what thou fear'ft , alike destroys all hope Of refuge ; and ...
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But if thou judge it hard and difficult , Conversing , looking , loving , to abstain
From love's due rites , nuptial embraces sweet , And with desire to languilh
without hope , 995 Before the present object languishing With like desire , which
would ...
But if thou judge it hard and difficult , Conversing , looking , loving , to abstain
From love's due rites , nuptial embraces sweet , And with desire to languilh
without hope , 995 Before the present object languishing With like desire , which
would ...
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1040 No more be mention'd then of violence Against ourselves ; and wilful
barrenness , That cuts us off from hope ; and favors only Rancor and pride ,
impatience and despite , Reluctance against God , and his just yoke 1045 Faid
on our ...
1040 No more be mention'd then of violence Against ourselves ; and wilful
barrenness , That cuts us off from hope ; and favors only Rancor and pride ,
impatience and despite , Reluctance against God , and his just yoke 1045 Faid
on our ...
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Leucothea wak'd ; and with fresh dews inbalm'd 135 The earth ; when Adam ,
and first matron Eve , Had ended now their orisons ; and found Strength added
from above ; new hope to spring Qut of despair ; joy , but with fear yet link'd :
Which ...
Leucothea wak'd ; and with fresh dews inbalm'd 135 The earth ; when Adam ,
and first matron Eve , Had ended now their orisons ; and found Strength added
from above ; new hope to spring Qut of despair ; joy , but with fear yet link'd :
Which ...
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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