The Poems of John MiltonT. Nelson & sons, 1936 - 582 pàgines |
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Pàgina 10
... shade deny . ' Tis time that I a pedant's threats disdain , And fly from wrongs my soul will ne'er sustain . If peaceful ... shades below , Fills the assassin's heart with vengeful woe , When Troy , or Argos , the dire scene affords , Or ...
... shade deny . ' Tis time that I a pedant's threats disdain , And fly from wrongs my soul will ne'er sustain . If peaceful ... shades below , Fills the assassin's heart with vengeful woe , When Troy , or Argos , the dire scene affords , Or ...
Pàgina 64
... shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove , Whilst yet there was no fear of Jove . Come pensive Nun , devout and pure ... shade indi- cated here is probably a dark purple . 115 20 25 30 35 40 Forget thyself to marble , till With a sad leaden 64 ...
... shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove , Whilst yet there was no fear of Jove . Come pensive Nun , devout and pure ... shade indi- cated here is probably a dark purple . 115 20 25 30 35 40 Forget thyself to marble , till With a sad leaden 64 ...
Pàgina 259
... shades Ran nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise , which not nice art In beds and ... shade Imbrowned PARADISE LOST 259.
... shades Ran nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise , which not nice art In beds and ... shade Imbrowned PARADISE LOST 259.
Continguts
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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