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... human though not less extraordinary . The poetry still seems glorious , but an age without classical and Biblical back- ground finds it difficult to read with immediate and complete enjoyment . As an object of historical , literary ...
... human though not less extraordinary . The poetry still seems glorious , but an age without classical and Biblical back- ground finds it difficult to read with immediate and complete enjoyment . As an object of historical , literary ...
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... human sense the invisible exploits Of warring spirits ; how without remorse The ruin of so many glorious once And perfect while they stood ; how last unfold The secrets of another world , perhaps Not lawful to reveal ? Yet for thy good ...
... human sense the invisible exploits Of warring spirits ; how without remorse The ruin of so many glorious once And perfect while they stood ; how last unfold The secrets of another world , perhaps Not lawful to reveal ? Yet for thy good ...
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... human , ye of human Gods . So ye shall die perhaps , by putting off Human , to put on Gods , death to be wished , Though threatened , which no worse than this can bring . And what are Gods , that Man may not become As they ...
... human , ye of human Gods . So ye shall die perhaps , by putting off Human , to put on Gods , death to be wished , Though threatened , which no worse than this can bring . And what are Gods , that Man may not become As they ...
Contents
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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Adam angels appear arms Book bright bring brought called cause comes dark death deep delight divine Earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hell hill hope human Italy King Latin leave less light lines live look Lord lost means Milton mind morn move Nature never night once pain Paradise passed peace perhaps poem praise reason receive rest round Samson Satan seek seemed side sight song soon sound spirits stand star stood strength sweet taste thee things thou thought throne till tree true turned virtue voice winds wings wonder