The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 Seiten |
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... wide pathles way ; And oft , as if her head she bow'd , Stooping through a fleecy cloud . Oft on a Plat of rising ground , I hear the far - off Curfeu sound , Over som wide - water'd shoar , Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or if the ...
... wide pathles way ; And oft , as if her head she bow'd , Stooping through a fleecy cloud . Oft on a Plat of rising ground , I hear the far - off Curfeu sound , Over som wide - water'd shoar , Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or if the ...
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... wide Cerberean mouths full loud , and rung A hideous Peal : yet , when they list , would creep , If aught disturb'd thir noyse , into her woomb , And kennel there , yet there still bark'd and howl'd Within unseen . Farr less abhorrd ...
... wide Cerberean mouths full loud , and rung A hideous Peal : yet , when they list , would creep , If aught disturb'd thir noyse , into her woomb , And kennel there , yet there still bark'd and howl'd Within unseen . Farr less abhorrd ...
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... wide was spred 230 240 That Warr and various ; somtimes on firm ground A standing fight , then soaring on main wing Tormented all the Air ; all Air seemd then Conflicting Fire : long time in eeven scale The Battel hung ; till Satan ...
... wide was spred 230 240 That Warr and various ; somtimes on firm ground A standing fight , then soaring on main wing Tormented all the Air ; all Air seemd then Conflicting Fire : long time in eeven scale The Battel hung ; till Satan ...
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