 Whence and what art thou, execrable shape! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates? through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee: Retire, or taste thy folly; and learn...  Paradise Lost– A Poem in Twelve Books - 144 psl.autoriai: John Milton - 1750Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
 | John Epy Lovell - 1843 - 524 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That darest, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee : Retire or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof,... | |
 | Samuel Niles Sweet - 1843 - 324 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way 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,... | |
 | John Milton - 1843 - 444 psl.
...Whence, and what art thou, execrable shape, That darest, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way 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,... | |
 | John Epy Lovell - 1844 - 900 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That darest, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates * Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee : Retire or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof,... | |
 | James Edward Murdoch, William Russell - 1845 - 424 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? Through them I mean to pass, — That be assured, — without leave asked of thee : Retire ! or taste thy folly ; and learn... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 psl.
...Whence and what art thou, execrable shape! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? through them I mean to pass, That be assur'd, with leave nnask'd of thee: Retire, or taste thy folly; and learn by proof,... | |
 | William Russell - 1846 - 420 psl.
...and what art thou ? execrable shape ! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, — without leave asked of thee. Retire, or taste thy folly, and learn by proof,... | |
 | Salem Town - 1847 - 420 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? through them I mean to pass ! That be assured, without leave asked of thee. Retire, or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof,... | |
 | 1847 - 312 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates ? Through them I mean to pass, — That be assured, — without leave asked of thee : Retire ! or taste thy folly ; and learn... | |
 | John Milton, Edward Young - 1848 - 600 psl.
...and what art thou, execrable shape ! That ilarest, though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way. To yonder gates ? through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave ask'd of thee : 685 Retire or taste thy folly ; and learn by proof,... | |
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