The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 pàgines |
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Pàgina 105
... hand And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our Land . 10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd Now joyfully are met Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd And hand in hand are set . II Truth from the earth like to a flowr ...
... hand And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our Land . 10 Mercy and Truth that long were miss'd Now joyfully are met Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd And hand in hand are set . II Truth from the earth like to a flowr ...
Pàgina 313
... hand of Glorie where he sate , And the third sacred Morn began to shine 730 740 Dawning through Heav'n : forth rush'd with whirl - wind sound The Chariot of Paternal Deitie , Flashing thick flames , Wheele within Wheele undrawn , It ...
... hand of Glorie where he sate , And the third sacred Morn began to shine 730 740 Dawning through Heav'n : forth rush'd with whirl - wind sound The Chariot of Paternal Deitie , Flashing thick flames , Wheele within Wheele undrawn , It ...
Pàgina 540
... hands , And yet perhaps more trouble is behind . For I descry this way Some other tending , in his hand A Scepter or quaint staff he bears , Comes on amain , speed in his look . By his habit I discern him now A Public Officer , and now at ...
... hands , And yet perhaps more trouble is behind . For I descry this way Some other tending , in his hand A Scepter or quaint staff he bears , Comes on amain , speed in his look . By his habit I discern him now A Public Officer , and now at ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels appeer Arms Atque Battel Beast behold bliss brest bright call'd Cherubim Clouds dark dayes Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father fear fræna Fruit gastly Gates giv'n glory Gods grace Hæc hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour ipse Israel JOHN MILTON King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Morn night numina o're Olympo Paradise PARADISE LOST Paradise Regain'd peace praise PSAL quæ quid rais'd repli'd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Song soon Soul spake Spirits Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree Tu quoque ulmo vertue voice wandring Warr whence wings World ΙΟ