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John Milton. VIII Or wert thou that just Maid who once before Forsook the hated earth , O tell me sooth And cam'st again to visit us once more ? Or wert thou that sweet smiling Youth ! Or that c [ r ] own'd Matron sage white - robed ...
John Milton. VIII Or wert thou that just Maid who once before Forsook the hated earth , O tell me sooth And cam'st again to visit us once more ? Or wert thou that sweet smiling Youth ! Or that c [ r ] own'd Matron sage white - robed ...
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John Milton. Forbidding ; and at once with him they rose ; Thir rising all at once was as the sound 475 Nor fail'd they to express how much they prais'd , That for the general safety he despis'd Of Thunder heard remote . Towards him they ...
John Milton. Forbidding ; and at once with him they rose ; Thir rising all at once was as the sound 475 Nor fail'd they to express how much they prais'd , That for the general safety he despis'd Of Thunder heard remote . Towards him they ...
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... once stood the house of Ovid ( hence called Tarpeia Musa ; Lat . P.-El. i . 69. See OVID . TARSUS ( Ship of ) : Tarsus is here ( since Aesch . and Pindar both describe Typhoeus - here called Typhon - as pent in a Cilician cave ) the ...
... once stood the house of Ovid ( hence called Tarpeia Musa ; Lat . P.-El. i . 69. See OVID . TARSUS ( Ship of ) : Tarsus is here ( since Aesch . and Pindar both describe Typhoeus - here called Typhon - as pent in a Cilician cave ) the ...
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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
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Romanticism Writing and Sexual Difference: Essays on the Prelude Mary Jacobus No preview available - 1994 |