Poetical WorksOxford University Press, 1958 - 628 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 149
... wandring . He with his consorted Eve 50 The storie heard attentive , and was filld With admiration , and deep muse to heare Of things so high and strange , things to thir thought So unimaginable as hate in Heav'n , And Warr so neer the ...
... wandring . He with his consorted Eve 50 The storie heard attentive , and was filld With admiration , and deep muse to heare Of things so high and strange , things to thir thought So unimaginable as hate in Heav'n , And Warr so neer the ...
الصفحة 155
... wandring , found thir way , And on the washie Oose deep Channels wore ; Easie , ere God had bid the ground be drie , All but within those banks , where Rivers now Stream , and perpetual draw thir humid traine . The dry Land , Earth ...
... wandring , found thir way , And on the washie Oose deep Channels wore ; Easie , ere God had bid the ground be drie , All but within those banks , where Rivers now Stream , and perpetual draw thir humid traine . The dry Land , Earth ...
الصفحة 425
... the dry smooth - shaven Green , To behold the wandring Moon , Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way ; 65 70 And oft , as if her head she bow'd , Il Penseroso 425.
... the dry smooth - shaven Green , To behold the wandring Moon , Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray Through the Heav'ns wide pathles way ; 65 70 And oft , as if her head she bow'd , Il Penseroso 425.
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Adam agni Angels Antistrophe appeerd arms aught Battel Beast behold bliss Boötes brest bright calld Clouds Dagon dark Death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit giv'n glorious glory Gods gold'n Grace hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill holy honour Israel John Milton joind Jove King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Muse neath night numina op'n Paradise Paradise Lost peace perfet praise PSAL quæ rais'd repli'd returnd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Son of God Song soon soul spake Spirit Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree turnd vertue voice wandring Warr wingd wings World