The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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Page 317
... till Sin , his faire Inchanting Daughter , thus the silence broke . O Parent , these are thy magnific deeds , 355 Thy Trophies , which thou view'st as not thine own , Thou art thir Author and prime Architect : For I no sooner in my ...
... till Sin , his faire Inchanting Daughter , thus the silence broke . O Parent , these are thy magnific deeds , 355 Thy Trophies , which thou view'st as not thine own , Thou art thir Author and prime Architect : For I no sooner in my ...
Page 352
... till day droop ; while here we dwell , What can be toilsom in these pleasant Walkes ? 180 Here let us live , though in fall'n state , content . So spake , so wish'd much - humbl'd Eve , but Fate Subscrib'd not ; Nature first gave Signs ...
... till day droop ; while here we dwell , What can be toilsom in these pleasant Walkes ? 180 Here let us live , though in fall'n state , content . So spake , so wish'd much - humbl'd Eve , but Fate Subscrib'd not ; Nature first gave Signs ...
Page 385
... till in his rage 195 Pursuing whom he late dismissd , the Sea Swallows him with his Host , but them lets pass As on drie land between two christal walls , Aw'd by the rod of Moses so to stand Divided , till his rescu'd gain thir shoar ...
... till in his rage 195 Pursuing whom he late dismissd , the Sea Swallows him with his Host , but them lets pass As on drie land between two christal walls , Aw'd by the rod of Moses so to stand Divided , till his rescu'd gain thir shoar ...
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