Nor knowing us nor known; and if by prayer Incessant I could hope to change the will Of Him who all things can, I would not cease To weary Him with my assiduous cries. But prayer against His absolute decree No more avails than breath against the wind,...
Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - Сторінка 303
автори: John Milton - 1750
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