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" Transform'd : but he my inbred enemy Forth issued, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy :' I fled, and cried out Death ; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. "
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автори: Samuel Johnson - 1811
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Paradise Lost, and the Fragment of a Commentary upon it by William Cowper

William Hayley - 1810 - 484 стор.
...enemy Forth issued, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy ! I fled, and cried out Death! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death* I fled ; but he pursued, (though more, it seems, Inflam'd with lust than rage) and, swifter far Me...
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The Rambler, by S. Johnson, Том 2

Alexander Chalmers - 1812 - 352 стор.
...happily imitated the repetitions of an echo: I fled, and cried out death: Hell trembled at the hidcous name, and sigh,d From all her caves, and back resounded death. The measure or time in pronouncing may be varied so as very strongly to represent not only the modes of external...
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: With the Life of the Author, Том 1

John Milton - 1813 - 342 стор.
...enemy 785 Forth issued, brandishing his fatal dart, Made to destroy: I fled, and cry'd out Death ! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death! 1 fled; but he pursued (though more, it seems, 790 Inflam'd with lust than rage), and, swifter far,...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, Том 5

Samuel Johnson - 1816 - 464 стор.
...Milton has very happily imitated the repetitions of an echo : • I fled, and cried out death : Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all...only the modes of external motion, but the quick or stow succession of ideas, and consequently the passions of the mind. This at least was the power of...
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Elements of Criticism, Том 2

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1816 - 452 стор.
...Forth issu'd, brandishing his fatal dart, Made to destroy : I fled, and cry'd out Death . Hell trembl'd at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. I fled ; but he pursu'd, (though more, it seems, Inflam'd with lust than rage,) and swifter far, Me...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, Том 1

John Milton - 1821 - 226 стор.
...enemy Forth issued, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy ! I fled, and cried out Death ! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death ! I fled ; but he pursued (though more, it seems, Inflamed with lust than rage), and, swifter far,...
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The British Essayists: Rambler

James Ferguson - 1823 - 384 стор.
...and Milton has very happily imitated the repetitions of an echo: I fled, and cried out dmtli: Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded death. The measure or time in pronouncing may be varied so as very strongly to represent not only the modes of external...
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The British Essayists: Rambler

Alexander Chalmers - 1823 - 422 стор.
...Milton has very happily imitated the repetitions of an echo ; —I fled, and cried out Death : Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. p. L. ii. 787. The measure or time in pronouncing may be varied so as very strongly to represent, not...
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The British essayists, with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Томи 17 – 18

British essayists - 1823 - 820 стор.
...Milton has very happily imitated the repetitions of an echo : — I fled, and cried out Death : Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. p. L. ii. 787. The measure or time in pronouncing may be varied so as very strongly to represent, not...
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Paradise lost, a poem

John Milton - 1823 - 306 стор.
...enemy Forth issued, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy ! I fled, and cried out Death ! Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Veath ! I fled ; bat he pursued (though more, it seems, Inflamed with lust than rage), and, swifter...
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