The Poetical Works of John MiltonCollins' Clear-Type Press, 1908 |
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... fell From Heaven they fabled , thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell , from noon to dewy eve , A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropped from the zenith , like a falling star , On ...
... fell From Heaven they fabled , thrown by angry Jove Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn To noon he fell , from noon to dewy eve , A summer's day ; and with the setting sun Dropped from the zenith , like a falling star , On ...
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... fell , So , after many a foil , the tempter proud , Renewing fresh assaults , amidst his pride Fell whence he stood to see his Victor fall ; And , as that Theban monster that proposed Her riddle , and him who solved it not devoured ...
... fell , So , after many a foil , the tempter proud , Renewing fresh assaults , amidst his pride Fell whence he stood to see his Victor fall ; And , as that Theban monster that proposed Her riddle , and him who solved it not devoured ...
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... fell , thou say'st ; by whom fell he ? What glorious hand gave Samson his death's wound ? Mess . Unwounded of his enemies he fell . Man . Wearied with slaughter , then , or how ? explain . 1580 Self - violence ! What cause Mess . By his ...
... fell , thou say'st ; by whom fell he ? What glorious hand gave Samson his death's wound ? Mess . Unwounded of his enemies he fell . Man . Wearied with slaughter , then , or how ? explain . 1580 Self - violence ! What cause Mess . By his ...
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Adam aëre agni Amor angels ANTISTROPHE arms Atque aught behold bliss bright Chor choro cloud Comus Dagon dark death deep delight didst divine domino jam domum impasti doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear fræna fruit glory gods grace Hæc hand happy hast hath heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill honour igne ille ipse jam non vacat King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi morn mortal night numina Nunc o'er Olympo Paradise peace Philistines praise quæ quid quoque reign round sæpe Satan seat serpent shade shalt sibi sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque ulmo virtue voice wings wonder Zephyro