Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
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Page 279
... heav'n that he ere long Intended to create , and therein plant A generation , whom his choice regard Should favor equal to the sons of heaven . Thither , if but to pry , shall be perhaps Our first eruption , thither or elsewhere ; For ...
... heav'n that he ere long Intended to create , and therein plant A generation , whom his choice regard Should favor equal to the sons of heaven . Thither , if but to pry , shall be perhaps Our first eruption , thither or elsewhere ; For ...
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... Heav'n , whose high walls fear no assault or siege Or ambush from the deep . What if we find Some easier enterprise ? There is a place ( If ancient and prophetic fame in heav'n Err not ) , another world , the happy seat Of some new race ...
... Heav'n , whose high walls fear no assault or siege Or ambush from the deep . What if we find Some easier enterprise ? There is a place ( If ancient and prophetic fame in heav'n Err not ) , another world , the happy seat Of some new race ...
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... heav'n . ' To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : ' Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of heav'n's ...
... heav'n . ' To whom the goblin full of wrath replied : ' Art thou that traitor angel , art thou he , Who first broke peace in heav'n and faith , till then Unbroken , and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of heav'n's ...
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SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
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