The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 pàgines |
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Pàgina 230
... fall . Such I created all th ' Ethereal Powers And Spirits , both them who stood & them who faild ; Freely they ... fall . The first sort by thir own suggestion fell , Self - tempted , self - deprav'd : Man falls deceiv'd 90 100 IIO I 20 ...
... fall . Such I created all th ' Ethereal Powers And Spirits , both them who stood & them who faild ; Freely they ... fall . The first sort by thir own suggestion fell , Self - tempted , self - deprav'd : Man falls deceiv'd 90 100 IIO I 20 ...
Pàgina 249
... fall , onely Supream In miserie ; such joy Ambition findes . But say I could repent and could obtaine By Act of Grace my former state ; how soon Would highth recal high thoughts , how soon unsay What feign'd submission swore : ease ...
... fall , onely Supream In miserie ; such joy Ambition findes . But say I could repent and could obtaine By Act of Grace my former state ; how soon Would highth recal high thoughts , how soon unsay What feign'd submission swore : ease ...
Pàgina 383
... Fall , Or touch with lightest moment of impulse His free Will , to her own inclining left In even scale . But fall'n he is , and now What rests , but that the mortal Sentence pass On his transgression , Death denounc't that day , Which ...
... Fall , Or touch with lightest moment of impulse His free Will , to her own inclining left In even scale . But fall'n he is , and now What rests , but that the mortal Sentence pass On his transgression , Death denounc't that day , Which ...
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