Poetical WorksW. Collins, 1909 - 460 Seiten |
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... leave ye , sons ! O were I able To waste it all myself , and leave ye none ! So disinherited , how would ye bless Me , now your curse ! Ah ! why should all mankind , For one man's fault , thus guiltless be condemn'd , If guiltless ? But ...
... leave ye , sons ! O were I able To waste it all myself , and leave ye none ! So disinherited , how would ye bless Me , now your curse ! Ah ! why should all mankind , For one man's fault , thus guiltless be condemn'd , If guiltless ? But ...
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John Milton. Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? thus leave Thee , native soil , these happy walks and shades , Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both . O ...
John Milton. Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? thus leave Thee , native soil , these happy walks and shades , Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both . O ...
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... leave me to respire . This day a solemn feast the people hold To Dagon , their sea - idol , and forbid Laborious works ; unwillingly this rest Their superstition yields me ; hence , with leave Retiring from the popular noise , I seek ...
... leave me to respire . This day a solemn feast the people hold To Dagon , their sea - idol , and forbid Laborious works ; unwillingly this rest Their superstition yields me ; hence , with leave Retiring from the popular noise , I seek ...
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Adam angels ANTISTROPHE appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim Chor cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair faith Father Faunus fear flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart heaven heavenly hell hill honour Israel John Milton King lest light live Lord Lycidas Messiah mihi morn mortal nigh night numbers numina nymphs o'er Paradise Paradise Lost pass'd peace Philistines Phoebus praise PSALM quæ reign return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt shame sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder Zephyro