The Harvard Classics, 4 tomasP.F. Collier & son, 1909 |
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... Milton . Not only was he for a long period immersed in political controversy and public business , but there are few ... John Milton was born in Bread Street , London , on the ninth of December , 1608. He was the son of John Milton , a ...
... Milton . Not only was he for a long period immersed in political controversy and public business , but there are few ... John Milton was born in Bread Street , London , on the ninth of December , 1608. He was the son of John Milton , a ...
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... Milton took a third wife , Elizabeth Minshull , who did much to give ease and comfort to his last years , and who long survived him . The retirement in which he lived during ... JOHN MILTON WRITTEN AT SCHOOL AND COLLEGE 6 INTRODUCTORY NOTE.
... Milton took a third wife , Elizabeth Minshull , who did much to give ease and comfort to his last years , and who long survived him . The retirement in which he lived during ... JOHN MILTON WRITTEN AT SCHOOL AND COLLEGE 6 INTRODUCTORY NOTE.
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... Amongst her spangled sisters bright ; For his , & c . He , with his thunder - clasping hand , Smote the first - born of Egypt land ; For his , & c . And , in despite of Pharao fell , He brought 16 JOHN MILTON PSALM CXXXVI.
... Amongst her spangled sisters bright ; For his , & c . He , with his thunder - clasping hand , Smote the first - born of Egypt land ; For his , & c . And , in despite of Pharao fell , He brought 16 JOHN MILTON PSALM CXXXVI.
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... away the infamous blot Of long uncoupled bed and childless eld , Which , ' mongst the wanton gods , a foul reproach was held . III So , mounting up in icy - pearlèd car 18 JOHN MILTON ON THE Death of a FAIR INFANT DYING OF A COUGH.
... away the infamous blot Of long uncoupled bed and childless eld , Which , ' mongst the wanton gods , a foul reproach was held . III So , mounting up in icy - pearlèd car 18 JOHN MILTON ON THE Death of a FAIR INFANT DYING OF A COUGH.
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... Her false - imagined loss cease to lament , And wisely learn to curb thy sorrows wild ; Think what a present thou to God hast sent And render him with patience what he lent : This if thou do , he will an offspring give 20 JOHN MILTON.
... Her false - imagined loss cease to lament , And wisely learn to curb thy sorrows wild ; Think what a present thou to God hast sent And render him with patience what he lent : This if thou do , he will an offspring give 20 JOHN MILTON.
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Adam Angels Archangel arms aught beast behold Belial bliss bright burning lake Cherub Cherubim Chor cloud Comus creatures Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine dread dwell Earth eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel faith Father fear fire flame flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell highth hill honour Israel JOHN MILTON King lest light live Lord Lycidas Messiah mortal night Nymph o'er pain Paradise peace Philistines praise quire reign replied round rowled Sams sapience Satan scape seat Serpent shade shalt shame shew sight Son of God song soon spake Spirits stars stood strength sweet taste temper Thammuz thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself Tree virtue voice whence winds wings wonder wrauth
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