The Poetical Works of John MiltonBickers and Son, 1851 - 858 pàgines |
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Pàgina 115
... clouds in thousand Liveries dight , While the Plowman neer at hand , Whistles ore the Furrow'd Land , And the Milkmaid fingeth blithe , And the Mower whets his fithe , And every Shepherd tells his tale Under the Hawthorn in the dale ...
... clouds in thousand Liveries dight , While the Plowman neer at hand , Whistles ore the Furrow'd Land , And the Milkmaid fingeth blithe , And the Mower whets his fithe , And every Shepherd tells his tale Under the Hawthorn in the dale ...
Pàgina 135
... clouds out The aged Earth agast With terrour of that blast , Shall from the surface to the center shake ; When at the worlds last feffion , 160 [ throne . The dreadful Judge in middle Air shall spread his 18 . And then at laft our blifs ...
... clouds out The aged Earth agast With terrour of that blast , Shall from the surface to the center shake ; When at the worlds last feffion , 160 [ throne . The dreadful Judge in middle Air shall spread his 18 . And then at laft our blifs ...
Pàgina 680
... Clouds From many a horrid rift abortive pour'd Fierce rain with lightning mixt , water with fire In ruine reconcil'd : nor flept the winds Within their ftony caves , but rush'd abroad From the four hinges of the world , and fell On the ...
... Clouds From many a horrid rift abortive pour'd Fierce rain with lightning mixt , water with fire In ruine reconcil'd : nor flept the winds Within their ftony caves , but rush'd abroad From the four hinges of the world , and fell On the ...
Continguts
Arcades | 118 |
At a Vacation Exercife in the Colledge | 125 |
The Paffion | 138 |
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