The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... Earth , and the great receptacle Of congregated Waters he call'd Seas : And saw that it was good , and said , Let th ' Earth Put forth the verdant Grass , Herb yeilding Seed , And Fruit Tree yeilding Fruit after her kind ; Whose Seed is ...
... Earth , and the great receptacle Of congregated Waters he call'd Seas : And saw that it was good , and said , Let th ' Earth Put forth the verdant Grass , Herb yeilding Seed , And Fruit Tree yeilding Fruit after her kind ; Whose Seed is ...
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... Earth sitting still , when she alone receaves The benefit : consider first , that Great Or Bright inferrs not Excellence : the Earth Though , in comparison of Heav'n so small , Nor glistering , may of solid good containe More plenty ...
... Earth sitting still , when she alone receaves The benefit : consider first , that Great Or Bright inferrs not Excellence : the Earth Though , in comparison of Heav'n so small , Nor glistering , may of solid good containe More plenty ...
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... Earth . God to remove his wayes from human sense , Plac'd Heav'n from Earth so farr , that earthly sight , If it presume , might erre in things too high , And no advantage gaine . What if the Sun Be Center to the World , and other ...
... Earth . God to remove his wayes from human sense , Plac'd Heav'n from Earth so farr , that earthly sight , If it presume , might erre in things too high , And no advantage gaine . What if the Sun Be Center to the World , and other ...
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