The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... repli'd . What call'st thou solitude , is not the Earth With various living creatures , and the Aire Replenisht , and all these at thy command To come and play before thee , know'st thou not Thir language and thir wayes , they also know ...
... repli'd . What call'st thou solitude , is not the Earth With various living creatures , and the Aire Replenisht , and all these at thy command To come and play before thee , know'st thou not Thir language and thir wayes , they also know ...
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... repli'd . My voice thou oft hast heard , and hast not fear'd , But still rejoyc't , how is it now become So dreadful to thee ? that thou art naked , who Hath told thee ? hast thou eaten of the Tree Whereof I gave thee charge thou ...
... repli'd . My voice thou oft hast heard , and hast not fear'd , But still rejoyc't , how is it now become So dreadful to thee ? that thou art naked , who Hath told thee ? hast thou eaten of the Tree Whereof I gave thee charge thou ...
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... repli'd . Was shee thy God , that her thou didst obey Before his voice , or was shee made thy guide , Superior , or but equal , that to her Thou did'st resigne thy Manhood , and the Place Wherein God set thee above her made of thee ...
... repli'd . Was shee thy God , that her thou didst obey Before his voice , or was shee made thy guide , Superior , or but equal , that to her Thou did'st resigne thy Manhood , and the Place Wherein God set thee above her made of thee ...
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