The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599페이지 |
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... Hill Satan had journied on , pensive and slow ; But further way found none , so thick entwin'd , As one continu'd brake , the undergrowth Of shrubs and tangling bushes had perplext All path of Man or Beast that past that way : One Gate ...
... Hill Satan had journied on , pensive and slow ; But further way found none , so thick entwin'd , As one continu'd brake , the undergrowth Of shrubs and tangling bushes had perplext All path of Man or Beast that past that way : One Gate ...
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... Hills ( For Earth hath this variety from Heav'n Of pleasure situate in Hill and Dale ) Light as the Lightning glimps they ran , they flew , From thir foundations loosning to and fro 610 620 630 640 They pluckt the seated Hills with all ...
... Hills ( For Earth hath this variety from Heav'n Of pleasure situate in Hill and Dale ) Light as the Lightning glimps they ran , they flew , From thir foundations loosning to and fro 610 620 630 640 They pluckt the seated Hills with all ...
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... Hills uptore ; So Hills amid the Air encountered Hills Hurl'd to and fro with jaculation dire , That under ground they fought in dismal shade : Infernal noise ; Warr seem'd a civil Game To this uproar ; horrid confusion heapt Upon ...
... Hills uptore ; So Hills amid the Air encountered Hills Hurl'd to and fro with jaculation dire , That under ground they fought in dismal shade : Infernal noise ; Warr seem'd a civil Game To this uproar ; horrid confusion heapt Upon ...
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