The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 стор. |
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... pain , The sentence of their conqueror : this is now Our doom ; which if we can sustain and bear , Our súpreme foe in time may much remit His anger , and perhaps , thus far removed , Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is ...
... pain , The sentence of their conqueror : this is now Our doom ; which if we can sustain and bear , Our súpreme foe in time may much remit His anger , and perhaps , thus far removed , Not mind us not offending , satisfied With what is ...
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... pain Can equal anger infinite provoked . But wherefore thou alone ? wherefore with thee Came not all Hell broke loose ? is pain to them Less pain , less to be fled or thou than they Less hardy to endure ? Courageous chief , The first in ...
... pain Can equal anger infinite provoked . But wherefore thou alone ? wherefore with thee Came not all Hell broke loose ? is pain to them Less pain , less to be fled or thou than they Less hardy to endure ? Courageous chief , The first in ...
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... pain , Against unpained , impassive ; from which evil Ruin must needs ensue ; for what avails Valor or strength , though matchless , quelled with pain Which all subdues , and makes remiss the hands Of mightiest . Sense of pleasure we ...
... pain , Against unpained , impassive ; from which evil Ruin must needs ensue ; for what avails Valor or strength , though matchless , quelled with pain Which all subdues , and makes remiss the hands Of mightiest . Sense of pleasure we ...
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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