The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599페이지 |
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... bright To hit the Sense of human sight ; And therfore to our weaker view , Ore laid with black staid Wisdoms hue . Black , but such as in esteem , Prince Memnons sister might beseem , 140 150 ΤΟ Or that Starr'd Ethiope Queen that strove ...
... bright To hit the Sense of human sight ; And therfore to our weaker view , Ore laid with black staid Wisdoms hue . Black , but such as in esteem , Prince Memnons sister might beseem , 140 150 ΤΟ Or that Starr'd Ethiope Queen that strove ...
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... bright Rayes , jocond to run His Longitude through Heav'ns high rode : the gray Dawn , and the Pleiades before him danc'd Shedding sweet influence : less bright the Moon , But opposite in leveld West was set His mirror with full face ...
... bright Rayes , jocond to run His Longitude through Heav'ns high rode : the gray Dawn , and the Pleiades before him danc'd Shedding sweet influence : less bright the Moon , But opposite in leveld West was set His mirror with full face ...
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... bright and greater should not serve The less not bright , nor Heav'n such journies run , Earth sitting still , when she alone receaves The benefit : consider first , that Great Or Bright inferrs not Excellence : the Earth Though , in ...
... bright and greater should not serve The less not bright , nor Heav'n such journies run , Earth sitting still , when she alone receaves The benefit : consider first , that Great Or Bright inferrs not Excellence : the Earth Though , in ...
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