The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... seek i'th vally som cool friendly Spring . Co. And left your fair side all unguarded Lady ? La . They were but twain , and purpos'd quick return . Co. Perhaps fore - stalling night prevented them . La . How easie my misfortune is to hit ...
... seek i'th vally som cool friendly Spring . Co. And left your fair side all unguarded Lady ? La . They were but twain , and purpos'd quick return . Co. Perhaps fore - stalling night prevented them . La . How easie my misfortune is to hit ...
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... seek glory then , as vain men seek Oft not deserv'd ? I seek not mine , but his Who sent me , and thereby witness whence I am . To whom the Tempter murmuring thus reply'd . Think not so slight of glory ; therein least , Resembling thy ...
... seek glory then , as vain men seek Oft not deserv'd ? I seek not mine , but his Who sent me , and thereby witness whence I am . To whom the Tempter murmuring thus reply'd . Think not so slight of glory ; therein least , Resembling thy ...
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... seek . Chor . His manacles remark him , there he sits . 1300 Off . Samson , to thee our Lords thus bid me say ; 131c This day to Dagon is a solemn Feast , With Sacrifices , Triumph , Pomp , and Games ; Thy strength they know surpassing ...
... seek . Chor . His manacles remark him , there he sits . 1300 Off . Samson , to thee our Lords thus bid me say ; 131c This day to Dagon is a solemn Feast , With Sacrifices , Triumph , Pomp , and Games ; Thy strength they know surpassing ...
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