The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599 pàgines |
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Pàgina 59
... strength . Which you remember not . 2. Bro . What hidden strength , Unless the strength of Heav'n , if you mean that ? Eld . Bro . I mean that too , but yet a hidden strength Which if Heav'n gave it , may be term'd her own : ' Tis ...
... strength . Which you remember not . 2. Bro . What hidden strength , Unless the strength of Heav'n , if you mean that ? Eld . Bro . I mean that too , but yet a hidden strength Which if Heav'n gave it , may be term'd her own : ' Tis ...
Pàgina 315
... strength They measure all , of other excellence Not emulous , nor care who them excells ; Nor other strife with them ... strength , And of thir wonted vigour left them draind , Exhausted , spiritless , afflicted , fall'n . Yet half his ...
... strength They measure all , of other excellence Not emulous , nor care who them excells ; Nor other strife with them ... strength , And of thir wonted vigour left them draind , Exhausted , spiritless , afflicted , fall'n . Yet half his ...
Pàgina 528
... strength from me , then in thy self was found . And what if Love , which thou interpret'st hate , The jealousie of Love , powerful of sway In human hearts , nor less in mine towards thee , Caus'd what I did ? I saw thee mutable Of fancy ...
... strength from me , then in thy self was found . And what if Love , which thou interpret'st hate , The jealousie of Love , powerful of sway In human hearts , nor less in mine towards thee , Caus'd what I did ? I saw thee mutable Of fancy ...
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