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 Rose, like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze with bossy sculptures graven...  Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711 - Page 25 by John Milton - 1801 Full view -
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