The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 стор. |
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... Heaven , eternal wrath Burned after them to the bottomless pit . " Hell heard the unsufferable noise , Hell saw Heaven ruining from Heaven , and would have fled Affrighted ; but strict Fate had cast too deep Her dark foundations , and ...
... Heaven , eternal wrath Burned after them to the bottomless pit . " Hell heard the unsufferable noise , Hell saw Heaven ruining from Heaven , and would have fled Affrighted ; but strict Fate had cast too deep Her dark foundations , and ...
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... Heaven : Enough is left besides to search and know . But knowledge is as food , and needs no less Her temperance over appetite , to know In measure what the mind may well contain , Oppresses else with surfeit , and soon turns Wisdom to ...
... Heaven : Enough is left besides to search and know . But knowledge is as food , and needs no less Her temperance over appetite , to know In measure what the mind may well contain , Oppresses else with surfeit , and soon turns Wisdom to ...
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... heavens Hath left to their disputes , perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter , when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars , how they will wield The mighty frame , how build , unbuild , contrive ...
... heavens Hath left to their disputes , perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter , when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars , how they will wield The mighty frame , how build , unbuild , contrive ...
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Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
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Adam angels appear arms Book bright bring brought called cause comes dark death deep delight divine Earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill hope human Italy King Latin leave less light lines live look Lord lost means Milton mind morn move Nature never night once pain Paradise passed peace perhaps poem praise reason receive rest round Samson Satan seek seemed side sight song soon sound spirits stand star stood strength sweet taste thee things thou thought throne till tree true turned virtue voice winds wings wonder