The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 pàgines |
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Pàgina 71
... Rise , rise , and heave thy rosie head From thy coral - pav'n bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answered have . Listen and save . Sabrina rises , attended by water - Nymphes , and sings . By the rushy ...
... Rise , rise , and heave thy rosie head From thy coral - pav'n bed , And bridle in thy headlong wave , Till thou our summons answered have . Listen and save . Sabrina rises , attended by water - Nymphes , and sings . By the rushy ...
Pàgina 208
... rise By pollicy , and long process of time , In emulation opposite to Heav'n . Which when Beelzebub perceiv'd , then whom , Satan except , none higher sat , with grave Aspect he rose , and in his rising seem'd A Pillar of State ; deep ...
... rise By pollicy , and long process of time , In emulation opposite to Heav'n . Which when Beelzebub perceiv'd , then whom , Satan except , none higher sat , with grave Aspect he rose , and in his rising seem'd A Pillar of State ; deep ...
Pàgina 338
... Rise on the Earth , or Earth rise on the Sun , Hee from the East his flaming rode begin , Or Shee from West her silent course advance With inoffensive pace that spinning sleeps On her soft Axle , while she paces Eev'n , And bears thee ...
... Rise on the Earth , or Earth rise on the Sun , Hee from the East his flaming rode begin , Or Shee from West her silent course advance With inoffensive pace that spinning sleeps On her soft Axle , while she paces Eev'n , And bears thee ...
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