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220 Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool His mighty stature : on each hand
the flames , Driven backward , slope their pointing spires , and rollid In billows ,
leave i ' the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight ...
... and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides , vaulted with fire : Nathloss he
so endured , till on the beach Of that inflamed sea he stood , and callid 300 His
legions , Angel forms , who lay entranced Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the
... odours and ambrosial flowers , Our servile offerings ? This must be our task In
Heaven , this our delight ; how wearisome Eternity so spent , in worship paid To
whom we hate ! Let us not then prosume 230 255 By force impossible , by leave ...
255 By force impossible , by leave obtain ' d 230 Unacceptable , though in
Heaven , our state Oi spluudid vassalage ; but rather seek Our own good from
ourselves , and from our own Live to ourselves , though in this vast recess , Free ,
and to ...
To yonder gates ? through them I mean to pass , That be assured , without leave
ask ' d of thee : Retire or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof , Hell - born ! not to
contend with Spirits of heaven . To whom the Goblin full of wrath replied : Art thou
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - VivalaErin - LibraryThing
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. Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - StefanY - LibraryThing
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 ... Read full review