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... arms , In what he counsels and in what excels Mistrustful , grounds his courage on despair And utter dissolution ... arms , feat of arms ( Latin factum , deed ) . óbscure . Pronounce óbscure . In Milton , as in Shakespeare , two ...
... arms , In what he counsels and in what excels Mistrustful , grounds his courage on despair And utter dissolution ... arms , feat of arms ( Latin factum , deed ) . óbscure . Pronounce óbscure . In Milton , as in Shakespeare , two ...
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... arms , and fiery steeds , Reflecting blaze on blaze , first met his view . War he perceived , war in procinct , and found Already known what he for news had thought To have reported ; gladly then he mixed Among those friendly powers who ...
... arms , and fiery steeds , Reflecting blaze on blaze , first met his view . War he perceived , war in procinct , and found Already known what he for news had thought To have reported ; gladly then he mixed Among those friendly powers who ...
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John Milton James Holly Hanford. Concourse in arms , fierce faces threatening war , Giants of mighty bone and bold emprise ; Part wield their arms , part curb the foaming steed , Single or in array of battle ranged Both horse and foot ...
John Milton James Holly Hanford. Concourse in arms , fierce faces threatening war , Giants of mighty bone and bold emprise ; Part wield their arms , part curb the foaming steed , Single or in array of battle ranged Both horse and foot ...
Contents
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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