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... Throne 635 645 웅 640 Stand ready at command , and are his Eyes 650 That run through all the Heav'ns , or down to th ' Earth Bear his swift errands over moist and dry , O're Sea and Land : him Satan thus accostes ; Uriel , for thou of ...
... Throne 635 645 웅 640 Stand ready at command , and are his Eyes 650 That run through all the Heav'ns , or down to th ' Earth Bear his swift errands over moist and dry , O're Sea and Land : him Satan thus accostes ; Uriel , for thou of ...
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... Throne Alternate all night long : but not so wak'd Satan , so call him now , his former name Is heard no more in Heav'n ; he of the first , If not the first Arch - Angel , great in Power , In favour and in præeminence , yet fraught With ...
... Throne Alternate all night long : but not so wak'd Satan , so call him now , his former name Is heard no more in Heav'n ; he of the first , If not the first Arch - Angel , great in Power , In favour and in præeminence , yet fraught With ...
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... Throne ; ( Thy throne ) but gold that got him puissant friends ? Therefore , if at great things thou wouldst arrive , Get Riches first , get Wealth , and Treasure heap , Not difficult , if thou hearken to me , Riches are mine , Fortune ...
... Throne ; ( Thy throne ) but gold that got him puissant friends ? Therefore , if at great things thou wouldst arrive , Get Riches first , get Wealth , and Treasure heap , Not difficult , if thou hearken to me , Riches are mine , Fortune ...
Contents
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 9 |
At a Solemn Musick | 15 |
LAllegro | 20 |
Copyright | |
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Adam Antistrophe arms behold Boötes bright call'd called Clouds dark daughter Death deep divine doth dwell Earth evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit glory goddess gods golden grace hand hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell hence Hill holy honour John Milton Jove King L'All land Latin light live Lord Lycidas mihi Moab Muses neath night nymphs o're P.-Sylv P.L. ii P.L. vii P.L. xi P.R. iii Paradise PARADISE LOST Parthian peace Pens poem praise quæ rebel angels repli'd round S.Ag Satan Serpent shade shalt sight sing Skie skies song Sonn soul spake Spirits stars stood sweet Sylv Thebes thee thence Thessaly thine things thir thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree vertue viii voice Warr wind wings wont words Zeus
References to this book
Romanticism Writing and Sexual Difference: Essays on the Prelude Mary Jacobus No preview available - 1994 |