Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 48
Page 43
Distinguishable in member , joint , or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd , For each seem'd either ; black it stood as Night , 670 Fierce as ten Furies , terrible as Hell , And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his ...
Distinguishable in member , joint , or limb ; Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd , For each seem'd either ; black it stood as Night , 670 Fierce as ten Furies , terrible as Hell , And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his ...
Page 83
Two of far nobler shape , erect and tall , Godlike erect , with native honour clad In naked majesty , seem'd lords of all : And worthy seem'd ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone , Truth , wisdom ...
Two of far nobler shape , erect and tall , Godlike erect , with native honour clad In naked majesty , seem'd lords of all : And worthy seem'd ; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone , Truth , wisdom ...
Page 183
... But suddenly with flesh fill'd up and heal'd : The rib he form'd and fashion'd with his hands ; Under his forming hands a creature grew , Manlike , but different sex ; so lovely fair , That what seem'd fair in all the world , seem'd ...
... But suddenly with flesh fill'd up and heal'd : The rib he form'd and fashion'd with his hands ; Under his forming hands a creature grew , Manlike , but different sex ; so lovely fair , That what seem'd fair in all the world , seem'd ...
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Adam Angels arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring call'd cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell Earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire force fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill hope judge King land leave less light live look lost mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps raised reason receive reign replied rest rise round Satan seat seek seem'd Serpent shape side sight sons soon sound spake Spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree voice wide wings wonder worse
Bibliographic information
| Title | Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
| Author | John Milton |
| Publisher | L. Coffin, 1831 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | Feb 16, 2006 |
| Export Citation | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |