The Poetical Works of John MiltonArundel Print, 1881 - 627 pàgines |
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John Milton David Masson. Ran Nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flow'rs worthy of Paradise , which not nice art In beds and curious knots , but nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill , and dale and plain , Both where the morning ...
John Milton David Masson. Ran Nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flow'rs worthy of Paradise , which not nice art In beds and curious knots , but nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill , and dale and plain , Both where the morning ...
Pàgina 213
... flow'rs , that breathed Their morning incense , when all things that breathe From th ' earth's great altar send up silent praise To the Creator and His nostrils fill With grateful smell , forth came the human pair , And join'd their ...
... flow'rs , that breathed Their morning incense , when all things that breathe From th ' earth's great altar send up silent praise To the Creator and His nostrils fill With grateful smell , forth came the human pair , And join'd their ...
Pàgina 220
... flow'r , From her best prop so far , and storm so nigh . Nearer he drew , and many a walk traversed Of stateliest covert , cedar , pine , or palm , Then voluble and bold , now hid , now seen Among thick - woven arborets and flow'rs ...
... flow'r , From her best prop so far , and storm so nigh . Nearer he drew , and many a walk traversed Of stateliest covert , cedar , pine , or palm , Then voluble and bold , now hid , now seen Among thick - woven arborets and flow'rs ...
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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