Paradise Lost, Книги 1

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Longmans, Green, and Company, 1896 - Всего страниц: 112

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The 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. Читать весь отзыв

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Historical 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 ... Читать весь отзыв

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Стр. 5 - 20 Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support; That to the highth of this great argument I may assert Eternal Providence, 25 And justify the ways of God to men. Say first—for Heaven hides nothing from thy view,
Стр. 64 - either—black it stood as Night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The monster moving onward came as fast 675 With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he strode.
Стр. 87 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is Hell ; myself am Hell ; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Стр. 34 - Ransacked the centre, and with impious hands Rifled the bowels of their mother earth For treasures better hid. Soon had his crew Opened into the hill a spacious wound, And digged out ribs of gold. Let none admire 690 That riches grow in Hell: that soil may best Deserve the precious bane. And here let those
Стр. 14 - Infinite goodness, grace, and mercy, shewn On man by him seduced, but on himself Treble confusion, wrath, and vengeance poured. 220 Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool His mighty stature; on each hand the flames, Driven backwards, slope their pointing spires, and, rolled In billows, leave in the midst a horrid vale.
Стр. xxx - He above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent Stood like a tower. His form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured.
Стр. 89 - With that twice battered god of Palestine ; And mooned Ashtaroth, Heaven's queen and mother both, Now sits not girt with tapers holy shine ; The Lybic Hammon shrinks his horn ; In vain the Tyrian maids their wounded Thamuz mourn ; "And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread
Стр. 26 - For I will pass through the land of Egypt this night, and will smite all the first born in the land of Egypt, both man and beast : and against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment : 1 am the Lord.
Стр. xxxiii - The divine property of her first being. Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp Oft seen in charnel-vaults and sepulchres, Lingering and sitting by a new-made grave, As loth to leave the body that it loved, And linked itself by carnal sensuality To a degenerate and degraded state.
Стр. 73 - The guarded gold ; so eagerly the fiend O'er bog, or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies. 950

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