The Poetical Works of John Milton, 2±Ç |
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To whom thus answer'd Satan malcontent : " That I have also power to give , thou seest ; If of that power I bring thee voluntary What I might have bestowed on whom I pleased , And rather opportunely in this place Chose to impart to thy ...
To whom thus answer'd Satan malcontent : " That I have also power to give , thou seest ; If of that power I bring thee voluntary What I might have bestowed on whom I pleased , And rather opportunely in this place Chose to impart to thy ...
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... And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure ; Not those new - fangled toys and trimming slight Which take our late fantastics with delight ; But cull those richest robes , and gayest attire , Which deepest spirits and choicest ...
... And from thy wardrobe bring thy chiefest treasure ; Not those new - fangled toys and trimming slight Which take our late fantastics with delight ; But cull those richest robes , and gayest attire , Which deepest spirits and choicest ...
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2 Prepare a hymn , prepare a song , The timbrel hither bring , The cheerful psaltery bring along , And harp with pleasant string . 3 Blow , as is wont , in the new moon With trumpets ' lofty sound , The appointed time , the day whereon ...
2 Prepare a hymn , prepare a song , The timbrel hither bring , The cheerful psaltery bring along , And harp with pleasant string . 3 Blow , as is wont , in the new moon With trumpets ' lofty sound , The appointed time , the day whereon ...
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