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" O thou that, with surpassing glory crown'd, Look'st from thy sole dominion, like the god Of this new world, at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 sun, to tell thee how... "
Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books - 242 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: John Milton - 1750
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The Spectator. ...

1712 - 482 ÆäÀÌÁö
...their dinsinifb^d Hejds, to thee IcaR "But with no friendly Voice, And Add, thy Ntme 0 Sun, to teuthee how I hate thy Beams That bring to my Remembrance from what State how glorious once above thy Sphere.' ' ' THIS Speech is, I think, the fined that is afcribed...
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Poetical Miscellanies: Consisting of Original Poems and Translations

1714 - 528 ÆäÀÌÁö
...began — i — — To thee I call, "iat with no friendly Voice, and add thy Name, O Sun, to tell thec how I hate thy Beams, That bring to my Remembrance from what State ! fell, how glorious once above thy Sphere ; Till Pride and worfe Ambition threw me down Warring...
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The Spectator, 4±Ç

1729 - 314 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Of th'n new World; at whofe Sight all the Stars Hidt their dimiaijh'd heads ; to thee I call, £ut with no friendly Voice, and add thy name 0 Sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy heims, That bring to my Remembrance from uhat Statt 1 fell, haw cltrioHt once «bovt thy Sphere. THIS...
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The Spectator, 4±Ç

1738 - 310 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Of this xeiu World ; at tuhofe Sight all the Stars Hide their diminijb'1 d Heads ; to tbee I call, But -with no friendly Voice, and add thy name 0 Sun ! to tell tbee hoiu I bate thy Beams, That bring to my Remembrance from <uohat State 1 fell, fowl/orient once...
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The Spectator: ...

1737 - 314 ÆäÀÌÁö
...the Gtd Of this new World, at whofe Sight all the Stars Hide their diminiflfd Heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly Voice, and add thy Name 0 Sun, to tell thee hwu I hate thy Beams That bring to my Remembrance from what State 1 fell, bo<u> glorisus tact above...
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Paradise lost, a poem. 2nd Scots ed

John Milton - 1746 - 464 ÆäÀÌÁö
...God Of this new world ; at whofe fight all the ftars Hide their diminifh'd heads ; to thee I call, 3* But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun ! to tell thee how I hate thy heams, That bring to my remembrance from what ftate 1 fell : how glorious once above thy fphere ! 'Till...
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The Lives of the Poets of Great Britain and Ireland, to the Time of Dean ..., 2±Ç

Robert Shiells - 1753 - 366 ÆäÀÌÁö
...god, Of this new world ; at whofe fight all the ftars Hide their'diminifh'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, Which brings to my remembrance, from what ftate 1 fell ; how glorious once above thy fphere, 'Till...
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Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Last Edition. The Author John Milton

John Milton - 1754 - 342 ÆäÀÌÁö
...'diminish'd heads ; to thee 1 call.^ ; But with no friendly voice , an add thy name , 0 Sun ! to tell thec how I hate thy beams , That bring to my remembrance from what fiate 1 fell : how glorious once above thy fphere ! 'Till pride, andworfe ambition, threw me down,...
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The Art of Poetry on a New Plan: Illustrated with a Great Variety of ...

John Newbery - 1762 - 292 ÆäÀÌÁö
...the god Of this new world, at whofe light all the ftars Hide their diminifh'd heads, to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how 1 hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what ftate 1 fell, how glorious once above thy...
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A Familiar Explanation of the Poetical Works of Milton: To which is Prefixed ...

William Dodd, Joseph Addison - 1762 - 264 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Stars Hide their diminijVd Head:, to thee I call, But witk no friendly l^uics, and add thy Name, O Sun, to tell thee ho'w I hate thy Beams, That bring to ny Remembrance from wbat State b(,*vj glorious once ahove thy Sfhere, THIS THIS Speech, is, I think,...
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