The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... round , And on her ample Square from side to side All Autumn pil'd , though Spring and Autumn here Danc'd hand in hand . A while discourse they hold ; No fear lest Dinner coole ; when thus began Our Authour . Heav'nly stranger , please ...
... round , And on her ample Square from side to side All Autumn pil'd , though Spring and Autumn here Danc'd hand in hand . A while discourse they hold ; No fear lest Dinner coole ; when thus began Our Authour . Heav'nly stranger , please ...
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... Round thir Metropolis , and now expecting 420 430 Each hour thir great adventurer from the search 440 Of Forrein Worlds : he through the midst unmarkt , In shew plebeian Angel militant Of lowest order , past ; and from the dore Of that ...
... Round thir Metropolis , and now expecting 420 430 Each hour thir great adventurer from the search 440 Of Forrein Worlds : he through the midst unmarkt , In shew plebeian Angel militant Of lowest order , past ; and from the dore Of that ...
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... round , If Cottage were in view , Sheep - cote or Herd ; But Cottage , Herd or Sheep - cote none he saw , Only in a bottom saw a pleasant Grove , With chaunt of tuneful Birds resounding loud ; Thither he bent his way , determin'd there ...
... round , If Cottage were in view , Sheep - cote or Herd ; But Cottage , Herd or Sheep - cote none he saw , Only in a bottom saw a pleasant Grove , With chaunt of tuneful Birds resounding loud ; Thither he bent his way , determin'd there ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels appeer Arms Atque Battel Beast behold bliss brest bright call'd Cherubim Clouds dark dayes Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father fear fræna Fruit gastly Gates giv'n glory Gods grace Hæc hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour ipse Israel JOHN MILTON King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Morn night numina o're Olympo Paradise PARADISE LOST Paradise Regain'd peace praise PSAL quæ quid rais'd repli'd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Song soon Soul spake Spirits Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree Tu quoque ulmo vertue voice wandring Warr whence wings World ΙΟ