The Poetical Works of John MiltonOxford University Press, 1935 - 599페이지 |
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... fair Infant dying of a Cough . O FAIREST flower no sooner blown but blasted , Soft silken Primrose fading timelesslie , Summers chief honour if thou hadst out - lasted Bleak winters force that made thy blossome drie ; For he being ...
... fair Infant dying of a Cough . O FAIREST flower no sooner blown but blasted , Soft silken Primrose fading timelesslie , Summers chief honour if thou hadst out - lasted Bleak winters force that made thy blossome drie ; For he being ...
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... fair indeed and tall , Under a Platan , yet methought less faire , Less winning soft , less amiablie milde , 470 Then that smooth watry image ; back I turnd , Thou following cryd'st aloud , Return fair Eve , 480 Whom fli'st thou ? whom ...
... fair indeed and tall , Under a Platan , yet methought less faire , Less winning soft , less amiablie milde , 470 Then that smooth watry image ; back I turnd , Thou following cryd'st aloud , Return fair Eve , 480 Whom fli'st thou ? whom ...
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... fair Fruit , our doom is , we shall die . How dies the Serpent ? hee hath eat'n and lives , And knows , and speaks , and reasons , and discernes , Irrational till then . For us alone Was death invented ? or to us deni'd This ...
... fair Fruit , our doom is , we shall die . How dies the Serpent ? hee hath eat'n and lives , And knows , and speaks , and reasons , and discernes , Irrational till then . For us alone Was death invented ? or to us deni'd This ...
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