The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 стор. |
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... leave in the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air That felt unusual weight till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burned With solid , as the lake with ...
... leave in the midst a horrid vale . Then with expanded wings he steers his flight Aloft , incumbent on the dusky air That felt unusual weight till on dry land He lights , if it were land that ever burned With solid , as the lake with ...
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... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee Freely put off , and for him lastly die Well pleased ; on me let Death wreak all his Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquished ; thou hast given me to possess Life in myself for ...
... leave Thy bosom , and this glory next to thee Freely put off , and for him lastly die Well pleased ; on me let Death wreak all his Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquished ; thou hast given me to possess Life in myself for ...
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... leave ye , sons ; oh were I able To waste it all myself , and leave ye none ! So disinherited how would ye bless Me now your curse ! Ah , why should all mankind For one man's fault thus guiltless be condemned , If guiltless ? But from ...
... leave ye , sons ; oh were I able To waste it all myself , and leave ye none ! So disinherited how would ye bless Me now your curse ! Ah , why should all mankind For one man's fault thus guiltless be condemned , If guiltless ? But from ...
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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