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Lyrical prose, great to read to babies. - weRead Epic story, but hard to read. - Goodreads Best characterization of satan ever! - Goodreads Sometimes hard to read, but VERY interesting! - Goodreads I enjoyed the portrayal of Satan's thinking. - Goodreads I had the best introduction to this epic poem. - Goodreads Review: Paradise Lost (Paradise #1)User Review - Bea Bolinger - GoodreadsI totally side with Satan. This is so beautifully written and a real pleasure to listen to as well, I'd highly recommend buying your own copy to highlight. Read full review Review: Paradise Lost (Paradise #1)User Review - Jens - GoodreadsRead it out loud in your room or anywhere, really. Read full review Related books
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Common terms and phrasesAbdiel Adam Almighty Angels appear'd Archangel arm'd arms aught beast Beelzebub behold Belial bliss bright burning lake call'd Canaan celestial Cherub Cherubim cloud created creatures dark death deep delight didst divine dreadful dwell Earth empyrean eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear Fiend fierce fire fix'd flaming flowers fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill Ithuriel join'd King lest light live lost mankind Messiah nigh night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise PARADISE LOST pass'd peace Raphael reign replied return'd round sapience Satan scape seat seem'd Seraph Serpent shade shalt sight soon sov'reign spake Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thoughts throne thunder thyself tree turn'd Uriel vex'd voice whence wings wonder Zephon Popular passagesPage 109 - Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Page 93 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening Page 34 - A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care; And princely counsel in his face yet shone Majestic, though in ruin: sage he stood, "With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night, Or summer's noontide air, while thus he spake: " Thrones, and imperial powers, offspring of heaven, Ethereal virtues! Page 56 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me... Page 4 - OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse... Page 93 - With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of Heaven her starry train : But neither breath of Morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew ; nor fragrance, after showers ; Nor grateful evening mild ; nor silent Night, With this her solemn bird, nor walk by moon, Or glittering star-light, without thee is sweet. Page 12 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fesole Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe. Page 51 - 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. Page 82 - Down the steep glade, and met the nether flood, Which from his darksome passage now appears : And now, divided into four main streams, Runs diverse, wandering many a famous realm And country... Page 12 - Over the burning marie, not like those steps On heaven's azure ; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire. References to this bookFrom Google Scholar" Paradise Fictitious": Dickinson's MiltonEleanor Heginbotham - 1998 - The Emily Dickinson Journal “All Things Visible in Heaven, or Earth”: Reading the ...Thomas Anderson Bibliographic information
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