The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 pàgines |
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Pàgina 148
... seek your home , my lambs ; my thoughts are due 35 " To other cares than those of feeding you . " Whate'er befall , unless by cruel chance " The wolf first give me a forbidding glance , " Thou shalt not moulder undeplored , but long ...
... seek your home , my lambs ; my thoughts are due 35 " To other cares than those of feeding you . " Whate'er befall , unless by cruel chance " The wolf first give me a forbidding glance , " Thou shalt not moulder undeplored , but long ...
Pàgina 149
... seek your home , my lambs ; my thoughts are due " To other cares than those of feeding you . 65 70 " Or who , when summer suns their summit reach , " And Pan sleeps hidden by the sheltering beech , " When shepherds disappear , nymphs seek ...
... seek your home , my lambs ; my thoughts are due " To other cares than those of feeding you . 65 70 " Or who , when summer suns their summit reach , " And Pan sleeps hidden by the sheltering beech , " When shepherds disappear , nymphs seek ...
Pàgina 500
... seek glory then , as vain men seek , Oft not deserved ? I seek not mine , but His Who sent me , and thereby witness whence I am . " 100 106 To whom the Tempter murmuring thus replied . " Think 500 MILTON.
... seek glory then , as vain men seek , Oft not deserved ? I seek not mine , but His Who sent me , and thereby witness whence I am . " 100 106 To whom the Tempter murmuring thus replied . " Think 500 MILTON.
Continguts
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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