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... taste , Solicited her longing eye ; yet first Pausing a while , thus to herself she mused . " Great are thy virtues , doubtless , best of fruits , Though kept from Man , and worthy to be admired , Whose taste , too long forborne , at ...
... taste , Solicited her longing eye ; yet first Pausing a while , thus to herself she mused . " Great are thy virtues , doubtless , best of fruits , Though kept from Man , and worthy to be admired , Whose taste , too long forborne , at ...
Page 397
... Taste so divine , that what of sweet before 985 Hath touched my sense , flat seems to this and harsh . On my experience , Adam , freely taste , And fear of death deliver to the winds . " So saying , she embraced him , and for joy ...
... Taste so divine , that what of sweet before 985 Hath touched my sense , flat seems to this and harsh . On my experience , Adam , freely taste , And fear of death deliver to the winds . " So saying , she embraced him , and for joy ...
Page 398
... taste , And elegant , of sapience no small part ; Since to each meaning savor we apply , And palate call judicious ... taste " and " to be wise . " Milton represents Adam as playing on this double meaning in explaining why Eve's taste ...
... taste , And elegant , of sapience no small part ; Since to each meaning savor we apply , And palate call judicious ... taste " and " to be wise . " Milton represents Adam as playing on this double meaning in explaining why Eve's taste ...
Contents
Preface | v |
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 1 |
On the Death of a Fair Infant Anno Ætatis | 7 |
Copyright | |
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