The Poetical Works of John Milton, 3±ÇCreatespace Independent Pub, 2013. 4. 25. - 354ÆäÀÌÁö The Poetical Works of John Milton by John Milton - John Milton (9 December 1608 - 8 November 1674) was an English poet, polemicist, a scholarly man of letters, and a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England under Oliver Cromwell. He wrote at a time of religious flux and political upheaval, and is best known for his epic poem Paradise Lost. |
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... Sams . Fair days have oft contracted wind and CHOR . But this another kind of tempest brings . Sams . Be less abstruse , my riddling days are past . [ fear CHOR . Look now for no inchanting voice , nor The bait of honied words ; a ...
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... Sams . No man withholds thee , nothing from 1225 1230 thy hand 1235 Fear I incurable ; bring up thy van , My heels are fetter'd , but my fist is free . Har . This insolence other kind of answer fits . Sams . Go , baffled coward , lest I ...
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... Sams . Shall I abuse this consecrated gift Of strength , again returning with my hair After my great transgression ... Sams . Not in their idol - worship , but by labour Honest and lawful to deserve my food Of those who have me in their ...
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