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... fear 410 Does arbitrate th'event , my nature is That I encline to hope , rather then fear , And gladly banish squint suspicion . My sister is not so defenceless left As you imagine , she has a hidden strength Which you remember not . 2 ...
... fear 410 Does arbitrate th'event , my nature is That I encline to hope , rather then fear , And gladly banish squint suspicion . My sister is not so defenceless left As you imagine , she has a hidden strength Which you remember not . 2 ...
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... fear'd ; should we again provoke 80 Our stronger , some worse way his wrath may find To our destruction : if there be in Hell Fear to be worse destroy'd : what can be worse 85 Then to dwell here , driv'n out from bliss , condemn'd In ...
... fear'd ; should we again provoke 80 Our stronger , some worse way his wrath may find To our destruction : if there be in Hell Fear to be worse destroy'd : what can be worse 85 Then to dwell here , driv'n out from bliss , condemn'd In ...
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... fear of thee , arise and vindicate Thy Glory , free thy people from thir yoke , But let us wait ; thus far he hath ... fears Lay on his Providence ; he will not fail Nor will withdraw him now , nor will recall , Mock us with his blest ...
... fear of thee , arise and vindicate Thy Glory , free thy people from thir yoke , But let us wait ; thus far he hath ... fears Lay on his Providence ; he will not fail Nor will withdraw him now , nor will recall , Mock us with his blest ...
Contents
A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 9 |
At a Solemn Musick | 15 |
LAllegro | 20 |
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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 |