The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... Adam and Eve discourse of going to thir rest : thir Bower describ'd ; thir Evening worship . Gabriel drawing forth his Bands of Night - watch to walk the round of Paradise , appoints two strong Angels to Adams Bower , least the evill ...
... Adam and Eve discourse of going to thir rest : thir Bower describ'd ; thir Evening worship . Gabriel drawing forth his Bands of Night - watch to walk the round of Paradise , appoints two strong Angels to Adams Bower , least the evill ...
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... Adam wedded to another Eve , Shall live with her enjoying , I extinct ; A death to think . Confirm'd then I resolve , Adam shall share with me in bliss or woe : So dear I love him , that with him all deaths I could endure , without him ...
... Adam wedded to another Eve , Shall live with her enjoying , I extinct ; A death to think . Confirm'd then I resolve , Adam shall share with me in bliss or woe : So dear I love him , that with him all deaths I could endure , without him ...
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... Adam call'd aloud . Where art thou Adam , wont with joy to meet My coming seen far off ? I miss thee here , Not pleas'd , thus entertaind with solitude , Where obvious dutie erewhile appear'd unsaught : Or come I less conspicuous , or ...
... Adam call'd aloud . Where art thou Adam , wont with joy to meet My coming seen far off ? I miss thee here , Not pleas'd , thus entertaind with solitude , Where obvious dutie erewhile appear'd unsaught : Or come I less conspicuous , or ...
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Adam agni amorous Angels appeer Arms Atque Battel Beast behold bliss brest bright call'd Cherubim Clouds dark dayes Death deep delight didst Divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father fear fr©¡na Fruit gastly Gates giv'n glory Gods grace H©¡c hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill honour ipse Israel JOHN MILTON King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Morn night numina o're Olympo Paradise PARADISE LOST Paradise Regain'd peace praise PSAL qu©¡ quid rais'd repli'd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Song soon Soul spake Spirits Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree Tu quoque ulmo vertue voice wandring Warr whence wings World ¥É¥Ï