Paradise Regain'd: A Poem, in Four Books. To which is Added Samson Agonistes: and Poems Upon Several Occasions, with a Tractate of Education. The Author John MiltonJ. and R. Tonson and S. Draper; and for T. and T. Longman, S. Birt, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, R. Ware [and 4 others in London], 1753 - 350 страница |
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... fecret done , And unrecorded left through many an age , Worthy t ' have not remain'd fo long unfung . 15 Now had the great Proclamer , with a voice More awful than the found of trumpet , cry'd Repentance , and Heav'n's kingdom nigh at ...
... fecret done , And unrecorded left through many an age , Worthy t ' have not remain'd fo long unfung . 15 Now had the great Proclamer , with a voice More awful than the found of trumpet , cry'd Repentance , and Heav'n's kingdom nigh at ...
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... fecret rower Of harmony in tones and numbers hit By voice or hand , and various - meafur'd verfe , olian charms and Dorian lyric odes , 255 And his who gave them breath , but higher fung , Blind Melefigenes thence Homer call'd , Whofe ...
... fecret rower Of harmony in tones and numbers hit By voice or hand , and various - meafur'd verfe , olian charms and Dorian lyric odes , 255 And his who gave them breath , but higher fung , Blind Melefigenes thence Homer call'd , Whofe ...
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... Glorioufly rigg'd ; and for a word , a tear , Fool , have divulg'd the fecret gift of God To a deceitful woman ? tell me , Friends , Am I not fung and proverb'd for a fool 200 205 In every street ? do they not fay , In 86 SAMSON AGONISTES .
... Glorioufly rigg'd ; and for a word , a tear , Fool , have divulg'd the fecret gift of God To a deceitful woman ? tell me , Friends , Am I not fung and proverb'd for a fool 200 205 In every street ? do they not fay , In 86 SAMSON AGONISTES .
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... fecret , in what part my strength Lay ftor'd , in what part fumm'd , that the might know ; Thrice I deluded her , and turn'd to fport Her importunity , each time perceiving How openly , and with what impudence 390 396 She purpos'd to ...
... fecret , in what part my strength Lay ftor'd , in what part fumm'd , that the might know ; Thrice I deluded her , and turn'd to fport Her importunity , each time perceiving How openly , and with what impudence 390 396 She purpos'd to ...
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... fecret Prefumptuously have publish'd , impiously , Weakly at least , and fhamefully : a fin That Gentiles in their parables condemn To their abyfs and horrid pains confin'd . MAN , Be penitent and for thy fault contrite , But act not in ...
... fecret Prefumptuously have publish'd , impiously , Weakly at least , and fhamefully : a fin That Gentiles in their parables condemn To their abyfs and horrid pains confin'd . MAN , Be penitent and for thy fault contrite , But act not in ...
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