The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 pàgines |
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... Shade above shade , a woodie Theatre Of stateliest view . Yet higher then thir tops The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung : Which to our general Sire gave prospect large Into his neather Empire neighbouring round . And higher then ...
... Shade above shade , a woodie Theatre Of stateliest view . Yet higher then thir tops The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung : Which to our general Sire gave prospect large Into his neather Empire neighbouring round . And higher then ...
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... shades Ran Nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flours worthy of Paradise which not nice Art In Beds and curious ... shade Imbround the noontide Bowrs : Thus was this place , A happy rural seat of various view : 220 230 240 Groves ...
... shades Ran Nectar , visiting each plant , and fed Flours worthy of Paradise which not nice Art In Beds and curious ... shade Imbround the noontide Bowrs : Thus was this place , A happy rural seat of various view : 220 230 240 Groves ...
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... shade to shade the Son of God After forty days fasting had remain'd , Now hungring first , and to himself thus said . 240 250 Where will this end ? four times ten days I have pass'd Wandring this woody maze , and humane food Nor tasted ...
... shade to shade the Son of God After forty days fasting had remain'd , Now hungring first , and to himself thus said . 240 250 Where will this end ? four times ten days I have pass'd Wandring this woody maze , and humane food Nor tasted ...
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