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... honour sparkle through your eyes , Of famous Arcady ye are , and sprung Of that renowned flood , so often sung , Divine Alpheus , who by secret sluse , Stole under Seas to meet his Arethuse ; And ye the breathing Roses of the Wood ...
... honour sparkle through your eyes , Of famous Arcady ye are , and sprung Of that renowned flood , so often sung , Divine Alpheus , who by secret sluse , Stole under Seas to meet his Arethuse ; And ye the breathing Roses of the Wood ...
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... honour of your Name , and receive this as your own , from the hands of him , who hath by many favours been long oblig'd to your most honour'd Parents , and as in this representation your attendant Thyrsis , so now in all reall ...
... honour of your Name , and receive this as your own , from the hands of him , who hath by many favours been long oblig'd to your most honour'd Parents , and as in this representation your attendant Thyrsis , so now in all reall ...
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... honour due Confess him rightful King ? unjust thou saist Flatly unjust , to binde with Laws the free , 810 815 And equal over equals to let Reigne , 820 One over all with unsucceeded power . Shalt thou give Law to God , shalt thou ...
... honour due Confess him rightful King ? unjust thou saist Flatly unjust , to binde with Laws the free , 810 815 And equal over equals to let Reigne , 820 One over all with unsucceeded power . Shalt thou give Law to God , shalt thou ...
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 |