His red right hand.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 174
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line 174
Related:
- Death
Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear
His famine should be fill'd.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii... - Gorgons and Hydras and Chimaeras dire.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line... - Hell
Grew darker at their frown.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line... - Into this wild abyss,
The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii... - Rather than be less,
Car'd not to be at all.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line... - So spake the grisly Terror.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line... - Their fatal hands
No second stroke intend.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Paradise Lost, Book ii, Line... - Their rising all at once was as the sound
Of thunder heard remote.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii... - The low'ring element
Scowls o'er the darken'd landscape.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii...
