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Page 184
... arm'd That durst dislike his reign , and me preferring , His utmost power with adverse power oppos'd In dubious Battel ... Arms not worse , in foresight much advanc't , We may with more successful hope resolve To wage by force or guile ...
... arm'd That durst dislike his reign , and me preferring , His utmost power with adverse power oppos'd In dubious Battel ... Arms not worse , in foresight much advanc't , We may with more successful hope resolve To wage by force or guile ...
Page 312
... arm'd , which makes Wild work in Heav'n , and dangerous to the maine . Two dayes are therefore past , the third is ... Arms Gird on , and Sword upon thy puissant Thigh ; Pursue these sons of Darkness , drive them out From all Heav'ns ...
... arm'd , which makes Wild work in Heav'n , and dangerous to the maine . Two dayes are therefore past , the third is ... Arms Gird on , and Sword upon thy puissant Thigh ; Pursue these sons of Darkness , drive them out From all Heav'ns ...
Page 548
... arms on those two massie Pillars That to the arched roof gave main support . He unsuspitious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while enclin'd , And eyes fast fixt he stood , as one who pray'd , Or some great ...
... arms on those two massie Pillars That to the arched roof gave main support . He unsuspitious led him ; which when Samson Felt in his arms , with head a while enclin'd , And eyes fast fixt he stood , as one who pray'd , Or some great ...
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A Paraphrase on Psalm 114 | 9 |
At a Solemn Musick | 15 |
LAllegro | 20 |
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Adam Antistrophe arms behold Boötes bright call'd called Clouds dark daughter Death deep divine doth dwell Earth evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit glory goddess gods golden grace hand hath heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell hence Hill holy honour John Milton Jove King L'All land Latin light live Lord Lycidas mihi Moab Muses neath night nymphs o're P.-Sylv P.L. ii P.L. vii P.L. xi P.R. iii Paradise PARADISE LOST Parthian peace Pens poem praise quæ rebel angels repli'd round S.Ag Satan Serpent shade shalt sight sing Skie skies song Sonn soul spake Spirits stars stood sweet Sylv Thebes thee thence Thessaly thine things thir thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree vertue viii voice Warr wind wings wont words Zeus
References to this book
Romanticism Writing and Sexual Difference: Essays on the Prelude Mary Jacobus No preview available - 1994 |