The Poetical Works of John Milton, Том 1Little, Brown, 1853 |
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... Lycidas .. L'Allegro • Arcades • VOL . III . 1 75 123 • 134 • 141 148 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS : On the Death of a fair Infant , dying of a Cough ... 154 At a Vacation Exercise in the College . On the Morning of Christ's Nativity ... The ...
... Lycidas .. L'Allegro • Arcades • VOL . III . 1 75 123 • 134 • 141 148 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS : On the Death of a fair Infant , dying of a Cough ... 154 At a Vacation Exercise in the College . On the Morning of Christ's Nativity ... The ...
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... Lycidas . In the neighbourhood of Horton , the Countess Dowager of Derby resided , and the Arcades was performed by her grandchildren at their seat , called Harefield Place . Was ever lady on her return to the hall of her ancestors ...
... Lycidas . In the neighbourhood of Horton , the Countess Dowager of Derby resided , and the Arcades was performed by her grandchildren at their seat , called Harefield Place . Was ever lady on her return to the hall of her ancestors ...
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... Lycidas , Comus , and smaller poems from the Manuscript , p . 578 to 590. On the few variations not noticed by Warton , see Class . Journal , No. xxiii . p . 211 . There is one rather curious : ' While all the starry rounds , and arches ...
... Lycidas , Comus , and smaller poems from the Manuscript , p . 578 to 590. On the few variations not noticed by Warton , see Class . Journal , No. xxiii . p . 211 . There is one rather curious : ' While all the starry rounds , and arches ...
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... Lycidas , an elegy occasioned by the death of a young and very accomplished person , Mr. King , who was the friend of Milton , and a great favourite at Cam- bridge . Milton's Poem was published at the end of a small volume of Elegies ...
... Lycidas , an elegy occasioned by the death of a young and very accomplished person , Mr. King , who was the friend of Milton , and a great favourite at Cam- bridge . Milton's Poem was published at the end of a small volume of Elegies ...
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... Lycidas . v . Todd's Spenser , vol . viii . p . 76 . 25 Mr. Peck thinks that the manner in which Milton has dispersed his rhymes in Lycidas , is an attempt , though se- cretly , to give a poetical image or draught of the mathema- tical ...
... Lycidas . v . Todd's Spenser , vol . viii . p . 76 . 25 Mr. Peck thinks that the manner in which Milton has dispersed his rhymes in Lycidas , is an attempt , though se- cretly , to give a poetical image or draught of the mathema- tical ...
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