The Poetical Works of John MiltonBickers and Son, 1851 - 858 pàgines |
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Pàgina 53
... hope I have With good fuccefs to work his liberty . [ take Chor . That hope would much rejoyce us to par- With thee ; fay reverend Sire , we thirst to hear . Man . I have attempted one by one the Lords Either at home , or through the ...
... hope I have With good fuccefs to work his liberty . [ take Chor . That hope would much rejoyce us to par- With thee ; fay reverend Sire , we thirst to hear . Man . I have attempted one by one the Lords Either at home , or through the ...
Pàgina 78
... hope and fear Does arbitrate th'event , my nature is That I encline to hope , rather then fear , And gladly banish squint fufpicion . My fifter is not fo defenceless left As you imagine , she has a hidden strength Which you remember not ...
... hope and fear Does arbitrate th'event , my nature is That I encline to hope , rather then fear , And gladly banish squint fufpicion . My fifter is not fo defenceless left As you imagine , she has a hidden strength Which you remember not ...
Pàgina 659
... hope is loft Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worft ; worst is my Port , My ...
... hope is loft Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worft ; worst is my Port , My ...
Continguts
Arcades | 118 |
At a Vacation Exercife in the Colledge | 125 |
The Paffion | 138 |
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