The Poetical Works of John MiltonArundel Print, 1881 - 627 pàgines |
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Pàgina 67
... Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever , by thee I live , ' Though now to Death I yield , and am his due All that of me can die ; yet ...
... Death wreak all his rage ; Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquish'd ; thou hast given me to possess Life in myself for ever , by thee I live , ' Though now to Death I yield , and am his due All that of me can die ; yet ...
Pàgina 272
... Death , or , he not found , supply With our own hands his office on ourselves : Why stand we longer shivering under fears , That show no end but death , and have the power , Of many ways to die the shortest choosing , Destruction with ...
... Death , or , he not found , supply With our own hands his office on ourselves : Why stand we longer shivering under fears , That show no end but death , and have the power , Of many ways to die the shortest choosing , Destruction with ...
Pàgina 315
... death , and suffering death , The penalty to thy transgression due , And due to theirs which out of thine will grow : So only can high justice rest appaid . The law of GOD exact He shall fulfil , Both by obedience and by love , though ...
... death , and suffering death , The penalty to thy transgression due , And due to theirs which out of thine will grow : So only can high justice rest appaid . The law of GOD exact He shall fulfil , Both by obedience and by love , though ...
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Adam Ægypt Aldersgate Street Andrew Marvell angels answer'd appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright Bunhill Fields call'd Cherubim cloud creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell earth English eternal ev'ning evil eyes fair father fear fire flow'rs friends fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hath head heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill John Milton join'd King lest light live Long Parliament Lord Lycidas Milton morn night o'er pain paradise Paradise Lost Parliament pass'd peace Petty France praise Presbyterians Psalm reign replied return'd round SAMSON AGONISTES Satan seat seem'd serpent shalt sight Son of GOD Sonnet soon spake spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice wand'ring whence winds wings