The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... stood on the bare strand , While the promiscuous croud stood yet aloof ? The chief were those who from the Pit of Hell Roaming to seek their prey on earth , durst fix Their Seats long after next the Seat of God , Their Altars by his ...
... stood on the bare strand , While the promiscuous croud stood yet aloof ? The chief were those who from the Pit of Hell Roaming to seek their prey on earth , durst fix Their Seats long after next the Seat of God , Their Altars by his ...
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... stood & them who faild ; Freely they stood who stood , and fell who fell . Not free , what proof could they have givn sincere Of true allegiance , constant Faith or Love , Where onely what they needs must do , appeard , Not what they ...
... stood & them who faild ; Freely they stood who stood , and fell who fell . Not free , what proof could they have givn sincere Of true allegiance , constant Faith or Love , Where onely what they needs must do , appeard , Not what they ...
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... Stood scoffing , highthn'd in thir thoughts beyond All doubt of Victorie , eternal might To match with thir inventions they presum'd So easie , and of his Thunder made a scorn , And all his Host derided , while they stood A while in ...
... Stood scoffing , highthn'd in thir thoughts beyond All doubt of Victorie , eternal might To match with thir inventions they presum'd So easie , and of his Thunder made a scorn , And all his Host derided , while they stood A while in ...
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