The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... clouds in thousand Liveries dight . While the Plowman neer at hand , Whistles ore the Furrow'd Land , And the Milkmaid singeth blithe , And the Mower whets his sithe , And every Shepherd tells his tale бо Under the Hawthorn in the dale ...
... clouds in thousand Liveries dight . While the Plowman neer at hand , Whistles ore the Furrow'd Land , And the Milkmaid singeth blithe , And the Mower whets his sithe , And every Shepherd tells his tale бо Under the Hawthorn in the dale ...
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... Clouds , and Clouds may rain , and Rain produce Fruits in her soft'nd Soile , for some to eate Allotted there ; and other Suns perhaps With thir attendant Moons thou wilt descrie Communicating Male and Female Light , Which two great ...
... Clouds , and Clouds may rain , and Rain produce Fruits in her soft'nd Soile , for some to eate Allotted there ; and other Suns perhaps With thir attendant Moons thou wilt descrie Communicating Male and Female Light , Which two great ...
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... Cloud , and Pillar of Fire , By day a Cloud , by night a Pillar of Fire , To guide them in thir journey , and remove Behinde them , while th ' obdurat King pursues : All night he will pursue , but his approach . Darkness defends between ...
... Cloud , and Pillar of Fire , By day a Cloud , by night a Pillar of Fire , To guide them in thir journey , and remove Behinde them , while th ' obdurat King pursues : All night he will pursue , but his approach . Darkness defends between ...
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