 Nor skill'd nor studious higher argument Remains, sufficient of itself to raise That name, unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing Depress'd, and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers who brings it nightly to my ear.  Paradise lost, a poem. 2nd Scots ed - Página 226de John Milton - 1746Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
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...ethic: just as Milton, throughout his invocations, confronts the Satanic potential in his epic project ("if all be mine, / Not Hers who brings it nightly to my ear" [PL 9.46-47]), and just as the incapacitation of the Satanic impulse within himself corresponds with... | |
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