The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1916 - 554 pàgines |
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Pàgina 10
... rise above the watry plain . For , & c . That by his all - commanding might , Did fill the new - made world with light . For , & c . And caus'd the Golden - tressed Sun , All the day long his cours to run . For , & c . The horned Moon ...
... rise above the watry plain . For , & c . That by his all - commanding might , Did fill the new - made world with light . For , & c . And caus'd the Golden - tressed Sun , All the day long his cours to run . For , & c . The horned Moon ...
Pàgina 21
... rise ; Then to com in spight of sorrow , And at my window bid good morrow , Through the Sweet - Briar , or the Vine , Or the twisted Eglantine . While the Cock with lively din , Scatters the rear of darknes thin , 50 And to the stack ...
... rise ; Then to com in spight of sorrow , And at my window bid good morrow , Through the Sweet - Briar , or the Vine , Or the twisted Eglantine . While the Cock with lively din , Scatters the rear of darknes thin , 50 And to the stack ...
Pàgina 34
... rise , I fetch my round Over the mount , and all this hallow'd ground , And early ere the odorous breath of morn Awakes the slumbring leaves , or tasseld horn 20 30 40 50 Shakes the high thicket , haste I all about , ( 34 ) ...
... rise , I fetch my round Over the mount , and all this hallow'd ground , And early ere the odorous breath of morn Awakes the slumbring leaves , or tasseld horn 20 30 40 50 Shakes the high thicket , haste I all about , ( 34 ) ...
Pàgina 65
... rise . Comus . Nay Lady sit ; if I but wave this wand , Your nerves are all chain'd up in Alablaster , And you a statue ; or as Daphne was Root - bound , that fled Apollo . 660 La . Fool do not boast , Thou canst not ( 65 ) D A Mask .
... rise . Comus . Nay Lady sit ; if I but wave this wand , Your nerves are all chain'd up in Alablaster , And you a statue ; or as Daphne was Root - bound , that fled Apollo . 660 La . Fool do not boast , Thou canst not ( 65 ) D A Mask .
Pàgina 71
... Rise , rise , and heave thy rosie head From thy coral - pav'n bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answered have . Listen and save . 870 880 Sabrina rises , attended by water - Nymphes , and sings . By the rushy ...
... Rise , rise , and heave thy rosie head From thy coral - pav'n bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answered have . Listen and save . 870 880 Sabrina rises , attended by water - Nymphes , and sings . By the rushy ...
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