The Works of the English Poets, Том 4H. Hughs, 1779 - 1 страници |
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... See golden days , fruitful of golden deeds , With joy and love triumphing , and fair truth . Then thou thy regal feepter fhalt lay by , For regal scepter then no more fall need , God fhall be all in all . But all ye Gods , 325 33 ° 340 ...
... See golden days , fruitful of golden deeds , With joy and love triumphing , and fair truth . Then thou thy regal feepter fhalt lay by , For regal scepter then no more fall need , God fhall be all in all . But all ye Gods , 325 33 ° 340 ...
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... See far and wide : in at this gate none pass The vigilance here plac'd , but fuch as come 565 570 575 580 Well known from Heav'n ; and fince meridian hour No creature thence : if Spirit of other fort , So minded , have o'er - leap'd ...
... See far and wide : in at this gate none pass The vigilance here plac'd , but fuch as come 565 570 575 580 Well known from Heav'n ; and fince meridian hour No creature thence : if Spirit of other fort , So minded , have o'er - leap'd ...
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... to Heav'n , by merit thine , and see 60 65 70 75 80 What life the Gods live there , and fuch live thou . So faying , he drew nigh , and to me held , Ev'n to my mouth of that fame fruit held part Ev'n Book V. 141 PARADISE LOST .
... to Heav'n , by merit thine , and see 60 65 70 75 80 What life the Gods live there , and fuch live thou . So faying , he drew nigh , and to me held , Ev'n to my mouth of that fame fruit held part Ev'n Book V. 141 PARADISE LOST .
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