The Poetical Works of John Milton, 1±ÇI. C. Dieterich, 1784 |
µµ¼ º»¹®¿¡¼
29°³ÀÇ °á°ú Áß 1 - 5°³
54 ÆäÀÌÁö
... return'd them loud acclame . 520 Thence more at eafe their minds , and fomewhat rais'd By falle prefumptuous hope , the ranged Powers Disband , and , wand'ring , each his feveral way Purfues , Purfues , as inclination or fad choice ...
... return'd them loud acclame . 520 Thence more at eafe their minds , and fomewhat rais'd By falle prefumptuous hope , the ranged Powers Disband , and , wand'ring , each his feveral way Purfues , Purfues , as inclination or fad choice ...
61 ÆäÀÌÁö
... return'd . 740 So ftrange thy outcry , and thy words fo ftrange Thou interpofeft , that my fudden hand Prevented pares , to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends ; till firft I know of thee , What thing thou art , thus double - forin'd ...
... return'd . 740 So ftrange thy outcry , and thy words fo ftrange Thou interpofeft , that my fudden hand Prevented pares , to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends ; till firft I know of thee , What thing thou art , thus double - forin'd ...
115 ÆäÀÌÁö
... return'd ; he Pleas'd it return'd as foon with anfw'ring looks Of fympathy and love : there I had fix'd wo 465T Mine eyes till now , Had not a voice thus and pin'd with vain defire , e ¡¤ war'd me . What thou feelt , What there thou ...
... return'd ; he Pleas'd it return'd as foon with anfw'ring looks Of fympathy and love : there I had fix'd wo 465T Mine eyes till now , Had not a voice thus and pin'd with vain defire , e ¡¤ war'd me . What thou feelt , What there thou ...
118 ÆäÀÌÁö
... return'd . Uriel , no wonder if thy perfect fight , Amid the fun's bright circle where thou fitft , די See far and wide : in at this gate none pafs The vigilance here plac'd , but fuch as come 580 Well known from Heav'n ; and fince ...
... return'd . Uriel , no wonder if thy perfect fight , Amid the fun's bright circle where thou fitft , די See far and wide : in at this gate none pafs The vigilance here plac'd , but fuch as come 580 Well known from Heav'n ; and fince ...
119 ÆäÀÌÁö
... Return'd on that bright beam , whofe point now rais'd Bore him flope , downward to the fun now fall'n Beneath th Azores ; whether the prime orb , Incredible how fwift , had thither roll'd Diurnal or this lefs volúbil earth , their grayh ...
... Return'd on that bright beam , whofe point now rais'd Bore him flope , downward to the fun now fall'n Beneath th Azores ; whether the prime orb , Incredible how fwift , had thither roll'd Diurnal or this lefs volúbil earth , their grayh ...
±âŸ ÃâÆǺ» - ¸ðµÎ º¸±â
ÀÚÁÖ ³ª¿À´Â ´Ü¾î ¹× ±¸¹®
Adam afcend alfo Angels appear'd battel beaft becauſe beft behold blifs bright call'd caufe darkneſs death deep defcending defire delight divine earth elfe erft eternal evil eyes facred fafe faid fair fear feat fecond feek feem'd feems fenfe fent ferve fhade fhall fhape fhould fide fight filence fince fire firft firſt fleep fome fometimes fong fons foon foul fpake fruit ftand ftars ftate ftill ftood fuch fweet glory hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth himſelf hoft JOHN MILTON juft king laft lefs light loft mankind Milton moft muft muſt night Paradife PARADISE LOST pleaſure poem pow'r praife praiſe prefent rais'd reafon reft reply'd return'd rife rofe Satan Serpent Spirits tafte thee thefe thence theſe things thofe thoſe thou thoughts throne tree turn'd univerfal vex'd weft whofe whoſe wings worfe