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... sound tells his tale , either ( 1 ) counts the number of his sheep , or ( 2 ) re- lates his story of love . Although the majority of commentators seem to favor the first interpretation , the second is at least equally sound . Milton ...
... sound tells his tale , either ( 1 ) counts the number of his sheep , or ( 2 ) re- lates his story of love . Although the majority of commentators seem to favor the first interpretation , the second is at least equally sound . Milton ...
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... sound Of trumpets loud and clarions , be upreared His mighty standard ; that proud honor claimed Azazel as his right , a Cherub tall ; Who forthwith from the glittering staff unfurled The imperial ensign , which full high advanced Shone ...
... sound Of trumpets loud and clarions , be upreared His mighty standard ; that proud honor claimed Azazel as his right , a Cherub tall ; Who forthwith from the glittering staff unfurled The imperial ensign , which full high advanced Shone ...
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... sound - board breathes . Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation , with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet , Built like a temple , where pilasters round Were set , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden ...
... sound - board breathes . Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation , with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet , Built like a temple , where pilasters round Were set , and Doric pillars overlaid With golden ...
Contents
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ętatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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