Poetical WorksW. Collins, 1909 - 460 sider |
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Side 152
... never from my heart : no , no , I feel The link of nature draw me : flesh of flesh , Bone of my bone thou art , and from thy state Mine never shall be parted , bliss or woe . So having said , as one from sad dismay Recomforted , and ...
... never from my heart : no , no , I feel The link of nature draw me : flesh of flesh , Bone of my bone thou art , and from thy state Mine never shall be parted , bliss or woe . So having said , as one from sad dismay Recomforted , and ...
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... never more . To whom our Saviour sternly thus replied : Deservedly thou grievest , composed of lies From the beginning , and in lies wilt end , Who boast release from hell , and leave to come Into the heaven of heavens . Thou comest ...
... never more . To whom our Saviour sternly thus replied : Deservedly thou grievest , composed of lies From the beginning , and in lies wilt end , Who boast release from hell , and leave to come Into the heaven of heavens . Thou comest ...
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... Never the Theban seer , whose blindness proved His best illumination , him beheld In secret vision ; never him the son Of Pleione , amid the noiseless night Descending , to the prophet - choir revealed ! Him never knew the Assyrian ...
... Never the Theban seer , whose blindness proved His best illumination , him beheld In secret vision ; never him the son Of Pleione , amid the noiseless night Descending , to the prophet - choir revealed ! Him never knew the Assyrian ...
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Adam angels ANTISTROPHE appear'd arm'd arms aught beast behold bliss bright call'd cherub cherubim Chor cloud Comus Dagon dark death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth eternal evil eyes fair faith Father Faunus fear flowers fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heard heart heaven heavenly hell hill honour Israel John Milton King lest light live Lord Lycidas Messiah mihi morn mortal nigh night numbers numina nymphs o'er Paradise Paradise Lost pass'd peace Philistines Phoebus praise PSALM quæ reign return'd round sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade shalt shame sight Son of God song soon soul spake spirits stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou art thou hast thought throne thyself tibi tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice whence winds wings wonder Zephyro