15levels Posted November 7, 2002 Report Share Posted November 7, 2002 "..Farewell, happy fields,Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,Infernal World! and thou, profounest Hell,Recieve thy new possessor- one who bringsA mind not to be changed by place or time.The mind is its own place, and in itselfCan make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven." "Paradase Lost"John MiltonBook I 249-255 Anyone care to comment on this?If not, just wanted to share this with you, though has nothing to do with Armenian poetry, but still a fascinating poetical language... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hayemyes Posted November 8, 2002 Report Share Posted November 8, 2002 Actually, I have a work to do on John Milton's on His Blindness, any help? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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