The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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John Milton Frank Allen Patterson. Sharply thou hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not ... art plac't above me , thou art Lord ; From thee I can and must submiss endure Check or reproof , and glad to scape so ...
John Milton Frank Allen Patterson. Sharply thou hast insisted on rebuke , And urg'd me hard with doings , which not ... art plac't above me , thou art Lord ; From thee I can and must submiss endure Check or reproof , and glad to scape so ...
Page 438
... thou then obtrude this diligence , In vain , where no acceptance it can find , And with my hunger what has thou to do ? 390 Thy Pompous Delicacies I contemn , And count thy specious gifts no gifts ... Thou art 438 [ BOOK II PARADISE REGAIN'D.
... thou then obtrude this diligence , In vain , where no acceptance it can find , And with my hunger what has thou to do ? 390 Thy Pompous Delicacies I contemn , And count thy specious gifts no gifts ... Thou art 438 [ BOOK II PARADISE REGAIN'D.
Page 477
... thy will ; desist , thou art discern'd And toil'st in vain , nor me in vain molest . To whom the Fiend now swoln with rage reply'd : 500 Then hear , O Son of David , Virgin - born ; For Son of God to me is yet in doubt , Of the Messiah ...
... thy will ; desist , thou art discern'd And toil'st in vain , nor me in vain molest . To whom the Fiend now swoln with rage reply'd : 500 Then hear , O Son of David , Virgin - born ; For Son of God to me is yet in doubt , Of the Messiah ...
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