The Poetical Works of John MiltonCollins' Clear-Type Press, 1908 |
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Pàgina 157
... evil days , On evil days though fallen , and evil tongues , In darkness , and with dangers compassed round , And solitude ; yet not alone , while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly , or when morn Purples the east . Still govern thou my ...
... evil days , On evil days though fallen , and evil tongues , In darkness , and with dangers compassed round , And solitude ; yet not alone , while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly , or when morn Purples the east . Still govern thou my ...
Pàgina 211
... evil ? Of good , how just ! of evil , if what is evil Be real , why not known , since easier shunned ? God , therefore , cannot hurt ye , and be just ; Not just , not God ; not feared then , nor obeyed : Your fear itself of death ...
... evil ? Of good , how just ! of evil , if what is evil Be real , why not known , since easier shunned ? God , therefore , cannot hurt ye , and be just ; Not just , not God ; not feared then , nor obeyed : Your fear itself of death ...
Pàgina 221
... evil hour thou didst give ear To that false worm , of whomsoever taught To counterfeit man's voice - true in our fall , False in our promised rising ; since our eyes Opened we find indeed , and find we know Both good and evil , good ...
... evil hour thou didst give ear To that false worm , of whomsoever taught To counterfeit man's voice - true in our fall , False in our promised rising ; since our eyes Opened we find indeed , and find we know Both good and evil , good ...
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Adam aëre agni Amor angels ANTISTROPHE arms Atque aught behold bliss bright Chor choro cloud Comus Dagon dark death deep delight didst divine domino jam domum impasti doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear fræna fruit glory gods grace Hæc hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour igne ille ipse jam non vacat King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi morn mortal night numina Nunc o'er Olympo Paradise peace Philistines praise quæ quid quoque reign round sæpe Satan seat serpent shade shalt sibi sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque ulmo virtue voice wings wonder Zephyro