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Side 17
High proof ye now have giv'n to be the race 385 Of Satan , for I glory in the name ,
Antagonist of Heav'n's Almighty King Amply have meriter of me , of all Th ' infernal
empire , thaf , so near Heav'nos door Triomphal with triumphal act have met ...
High proof ye now have giv'n to be the race 385 Of Satan , for I glory in the name ,
Antagonist of Heav'n's Almighty King Amply have meriter of me , of all Th ' infernal
empire , thaf , so near Heav'nos door Triomphal with triumphal act have met ...
Side 58
Not that more glorious , when the Angels met Jacob in Mahanaim , where he saw
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 ...
Not that more glorious , when the Angels met Jacob in Mahanaim , where he saw
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 ...
Side 59
He ended , and th ' Arch - Angel soon drew nigh , Not in his shape celestial , but
as man Clad to meet man : over his lucid arms 240 A military vest of purple flow'd
, Livelier than Meliboean , or the grain Of Sarra , worn by Kings and Heroes old ...
He ended , and th ' Arch - Angel soon drew nigh , Not in his shape celestial , but
as man Clad to meet man : over his lucid arms 240 A military vest of purple flow'd
, Livelier than Meliboean , or the grain Of Sarra , worn by Kings and Heroes old ...
Side 66
... wherever stood 385 City of old or modern fame , the seat Of mightiest empire !
from the distin'd walls Of Cambalu , seat of Cathnian Cham : And Samarchand by
Oxus , Tatemi'rs throne ; To Peking , of Sinean kings : and thence 390 To Agra ...
... wherever stood 385 City of old or modern fame , the seat Of mightiest empire !
from the distin'd walls Of Cambalu , seat of Cathnian Cham : And Samarchand by
Oxus , Tatemi'rs throne ; To Peking , of Sinean kings : and thence 390 To Agra ...
Side 97
... and leaves his race Growing into a nation : and now grown , Suspected to a
sequent king , who seeks 165 To stop their overgrowth , as inmade ' guests Too
numerous ; whence of guests he makes them llaves . In hospitably ; and kills their
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... and leaves his race Growing into a nation : and now grown , Suspected to a
sequent king , who seeks 165 To stop their overgrowth , as inmade ' guests Too
numerous ; whence of guests he makes them llaves . In hospitably ; and kills their
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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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