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" For each seem'd either: black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. "
The Poetical Works of John Milton - Сторінка 64
автори: John Milton - 1832 - 148 стор.
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Paradise Lost (Hughes Edition)

John Milton, Merritt Yerkes Hughes - 2003 - 388 стор.
...substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either; black it stood as Night, 870 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell, And shook...from his seat The Monster moving onward came as fast, 875 With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he strode. Th' undaunted Fiend what this might be admir'd,...
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The Castle of Otranto and The Mysterious Mother

Horace Walpole - 2003 - 364 стор.
...666-673. Burke might have continued the quotation which depicts the materialization of Satan: "Saia« was now at hand, and from his seat / The Monster moving onward came as fast, / With horrid strides, Hell trembled as he strode." 324 APPENDIX C I know of nothing sublime which...
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The Major Works

John Milton - 2003 - 1012 стор.
...substance might be called that shadow seemed, For each seemed either; black it stood as night, 670 Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The...
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Malice

François Flahault - 2003 - 216 стор.
...Or substance might be called that shadows seemed, For each seemed either - black it stood as night, Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart: what seemed his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.3 In view of Burke's quotations from the Book...
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Shadows in the Mist

Maureen McMahon - 2004 - 207 стор.
...it stood as night, Fierce as ten juries, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart; what seem 'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand. John Milton Paradise Lost THE DIARIES BEGAN when Anna was seventeen. I was enthralled as I skimmed...
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