| W. J. Williams - 2003 - 48 pagine
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| Christian M. Fletcher - 2003 - 252 pagine
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| Neil Forsyth - 2003 - 398 pagine
...yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd onely to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And...can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed With ever-burning Sulphur unconsum'd:... | |
| Howard Williams - 2003 - 436 pagine
...Natural History Museum, suddenly disturbed by a burst of screams 0 "sights of woe, Regions of anguish, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes, That comes to all: but torture without end Still urges." Par. Lost I. of a character more distressing than words can convey,... | |
| John Milton - 2003 - 1012 pagine
...yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes0 That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed0 With ever-burning... | |
| Timberlake Wertenbaker - 2003 - 68 pagine
...discover sights of woe, (AZIZ now tries to get AMEENA to dance.) AMEENA. No! No! No! PAUL. Stop! SHIVAN. Regions of sorrow, doleful shades— where peace and rest can never dwell, hope never come— AZIZ (over). She screams because she sees the blood from my neck! SHIVAN. Our prison strong,... | |
| Susannah Young-ah Gottlieb - 2003 - 324 pagine
..."Eternal Justice" has prepared for those who rebel against divine governance, "regions of sorrow": "... where peace / And rest can never dwell, hope never comes / That comes to all."76 The places about which Arendt writes in "The Image of Hell" not only differ from the infernal... | |
| John Milton - 2003 - 1084 pagine
...darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace 65 And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed With ever-burning Sulphur unconsum'd:... | |
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