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The aggregated soil Death with his mace petrific , cold and dry , As with a trident
smote ; and fix'd as firm 295 As Delos floating once : the rest his ' look Bound with
Gorgonian rigor not to move : And with Asphaltic slime , broad as the gate ...
The aggregated soil Death with his mace petrific , cold and dry , As with a trident
smote ; and fix'd as firm 295 As Delos floating once : the rest his ' look Bound with
Gorgonian rigor not to move : And with Asphaltic slime , broad as the gate ...
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... and Elops drear , " 5-5 And Dipfas , not so thick swarm'd once the soil Bedropt
with blood of Gorgon ; or the ille Ophiusa , but still greatest he tire midst , Cow
Dragon grown , larger than whom the sun Ingender'd in the Pythian vale on lime .
... and Elops drear , " 5-5 And Dipfas , not so thick swarm'd once the soil Bedropt
with blood of Gorgon ; or the ille Ophiusa , but still greatest he tire midst , Cow
Dragon grown , larger than whom the sun Ingender'd in the Pythian vale on lime .
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... noile rejected : oft they allay'd , Hunger and thirst constraining ; drug'd as oft
With hatefullest difrelifh , writl'd their jaws With foot and cinders fillid : fo oft they
fell 570 Into the same illufion ; not as man , Whum they triumph'd once lapsu .
... noile rejected : oft they allay'd , Hunger and thirst constraining ; drug'd as oft
With hatefullest difrelifh , writl'd their jaws With foot and cinders fillid : fo oft they
fell 570 Into the same illufion ; not as man , Whum they triumph'd once lapsu .
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Too soon arriv'd , Sin , there in pow'r before , Once actual ; now in body , and to
dwell Habitual habitant ; behind her Death , Close following pace for pace , not
mounted yet , On his pale horse : to whom Sin thus began . 590 Second of Satan
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Too soon arriv'd , Sin , there in pow'r before , Once actual ; now in body , and to
dwell Habitual habitant ; behind her Death , Close following pace for pace , not
mounted yet , On his pale horse : to whom Sin thus began . 590 Second of Satan
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O voice once heard Delightfully , Increase and multiply ; 730 Now death to hear !
For what can I increase , Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who of all ages to
succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ?
O voice once heard Delightfully , Increase and multiply ; 730 Now death to hear !
For what can I increase , Or multiply , but curses on my head ? Who of all ages to
succeed , but feeling The evil on him brought by me , will curse My head ?
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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 |