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... King ) shall rise A Son , the Womans Seed to thee foretold , Foretold to Abraham , as in whom shall trust All Nations , and to Kings foretold , of Kings The last , for of his Reign shall be no end . But first a long succession must ...
... King ) shall rise A Son , the Womans Seed to thee foretold , Foretold to Abraham , as in whom shall trust All Nations , and to Kings foretold , of Kings The last , for of his Reign shall be no end . But first a long succession must ...
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... Kings . And what in me seems wanting , but that I May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did ... King ; Which every wise and vertuous man attains : And who attains not , ill aspires to rule Cities of men , or head ...
... Kings . And what in me seems wanting , but that I May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did ... King ; Which every wise and vertuous man attains : And who attains not , ill aspires to rule Cities of men , or head ...
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... king , a king of great might . The sea saw it , and humbly , coiled up in its roaring waters , gave strength to the fugitive , and the holy Jordan was flung violently back towards its silvery fountains . The giant mountains tossed ...
... king , a king of great might . The sea saw it , and humbly , coiled up in its roaring waters , gave strength to the fugitive , and the holy Jordan was flung violently back towards its silvery fountains . The giant mountains tossed ...
Contents
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 9 |
At a Solemn Musick | 15 |
LAllegro | 20 |
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Adam Antistrophe arms behold Boötes bright call'd called Clouds dark daughter Death deep divine doth dwell Earth evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit glory goddess gods golden grace hand hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell hence Hill holy honour John Milton Jove King L'All land Latin light live Lord Lycidas mihi Moab Muses neath night nymphs o're P.-Sylv P.L. ii P.L. vii P.L. xi P.R. iii Paradise PARADISE LOST Parthian peace Pens poem praise quæ rebel angels repli'd round S.Ag Satan Serpent shade shalt sight sing Skie skies song Sonn soul spake Spirits stars stood sweet Sylv Thebes thee thence Thessaly thine things thir thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree vertue viii voice Warr wind wings wont words Zeus
References to this book
Romanticism Writing and Sexual Difference: Essays on the Prelude Mary Jacobus No preview available - 1994 |