The Poetical Works of John MiltonT. Nelson, 1872 - 528ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... praise him in thy sphere While day arises , that sweet hour of prime . Thou sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater , sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high ...
... praise him in thy sphere While day arises , that sweet hour of prime . Thou sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater , sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high ...
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... praise . His praise , ye winds that from four quarters blow , Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops , ye pines , With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains and ye that warble , as ye flow , Melodious murmurs , warbling ...
... praise . His praise , ye winds that from four quarters blow , Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops , ye pines , With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains and ye that warble , as ye flow , Melodious murmurs , warbling ...
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... praise , if always praise unmixt ? And what the people but a herd confused , A miscellaneous rabble , who extol 5 0 Things vulgar , and well weigh'd , scarce worth the praise ? They praise and they admire they know not what , And know ...
... praise , if always praise unmixt ? And what the people but a herd confused , A miscellaneous rabble , who extol 5 0 Things vulgar , and well weigh'd , scarce worth the praise ? They praise and they admire they know not what , And know ...
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Adam agni angels appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd Cherubim CHOR cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair Father fear flow'rs fr©¡na fruit gates glory Gods grace H©¡c hand happy hast hath heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell highth hill honour ipse Israel Jupiter King lest light live Locrine Lord Lycidas Messiah mihi Milton mortal night numina o'er Olympo paradise Paradise Lost peace Philistines praise Psalm qu©¡ reign return'd round Samson Samson Agonistes Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt sight Son of GOD song soon spake spirits stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree Tu quoque turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings