The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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... Winds Blow moist and keen , shattering the graceful locks Of these fair spreading Trees ; which bids us seek Som better shroud , som better warmth to cherish Our Limbs benumm'd , ere this diurnal Starr 1070 Leave cold the Night , how we ...
... Winds Blow moist and keen , shattering the graceful locks Of these fair spreading Trees ; which bids us seek Som better shroud , som better warmth to cherish Our Limbs benumm'd , ere this diurnal Starr 1070 Leave cold the Night , how we ...
Page 474
... winds Within thir stony caves , but rush'd abroad 415 From the four hinges of the world , and fell On the vext Wilderness , whose tallest Pines , Though rooted deep as high , and sturdiest Oaks Bow'd their Stiff necks , loaden with ...
... winds Within thir stony caves , but rush'd abroad 415 From the four hinges of the world , and fell On the vext Wilderness , whose tallest Pines , Though rooted deep as high , and sturdiest Oaks Bow'd their Stiff necks , loaden with ...
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... Wind ] мs wind 342 Realm ] Ms realm 343 Night ] Ms night darken'd ] мs dark'n'd Nile : ] Ms Nile . 344 Angels ] Ms Angells 345 Cope ] мs cope 346 " Twixt ] Ms T'wixt nether , ] Ms nether Fires ] Ms fires 347 giv'n ] Ms given Spear ] MS ...
... Wind ] мs wind 342 Realm ] Ms realm 343 Night ] Ms night darken'd ] мs dark'n'd Nile : ] Ms Nile . 344 Angels ] Ms Angells 345 Cope ] мs cope 346 " Twixt ] Ms T'wixt nether , ] Ms nether Fires ] Ms fires 347 giv'n ] Ms given Spear ] MS ...
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