The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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... leave ye , Sons ; O were I able 820 To waste it all my self , and leave ye none ! So disinherited how would ye bless Me now your curse ! Ah , why should all BOOK xx 333 PARADISE LOST ] X.
... leave ye , Sons ; O were I able 820 To waste it all my self , and leave ye none ! So disinherited how would ye bless Me now your curse ! Ah , why should all BOOK xx 333 PARADISE LOST ] X.
Page 355
... leave thee Paradise ? thus leave 270 Thee Native Soile , these happie Walks and Shades , Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respit of that day That must be mortal to us both . O flours , That never ...
... leave thee Paradise ? thus leave 270 Thee Native Soile , these happie Walks and Shades , Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respit of that day That must be mortal to us both . O flours , That never ...
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... leaves , Like him in faith , in wisdom , and renown ; 155 The Grandchilde with twelve Sons increast , departs From Canaan , to a Land hereafter call'd Egypt , divided by the River Nile ; See where it flows , disgorging at seaven mouthes ...
... leaves , Like him in faith , in wisdom , and renown ; 155 The Grandchilde with twelve Sons increast , departs From Canaan , to a Land hereafter call'd Egypt , divided by the River Nile ; See where it flows , disgorging at seaven mouthes ...
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