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Pagina 94
... soul , and foul thoughts , Benighted walks under the mid - day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon . 2 BR . ' Tis most true , That musing meditation most affects The pensive secrecy of desert cell , Far from the cheerful haunt of men and ...
... soul , and foul thoughts , Benighted walks under the mid - day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon . 2 BR . ' Tis most true , That musing meditation most affects The pensive secrecy of desert cell , Far from the cheerful haunt of men and ...
Pagina 97
... soul's essence , Till all be made immortal : but when lust , By unchaste looks , loose gestures , and foul talk , But most by lewd and lavish act of sin , Lets in defilement to the inward parts , The soul grows clotted by contagion ...
... soul's essence , Till all be made immortal : but when lust , By unchaste looks , loose gestures , and foul talk , But most by lewd and lavish act of sin , Lets in defilement to the inward parts , The soul grows clotted by contagion ...
Pagina 97
... soul's essence , Till all be made immortal : but when lust , By unchaste looks , loose gestures , and foul talk , But most by lewd and lavish act of sin , Lets in defilement to the inward parts , The soul grows clotted by contagion ...
... soul's essence , Till all be made immortal : but when lust , By unchaste looks , loose gestures , and foul talk , But most by lewd and lavish act of sin , Lets in defilement to the inward parts , The soul grows clotted by contagion ...
Pagina 99
... soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady , your dear Sister . Amaz'd I stood , harrow'd with grief and fear , 565 And O poor hapless nightingale thought I , How ...
... soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady , your dear Sister . Amaz'd I stood , harrow'd with grief and fear , 565 And O poor hapless nightingale thought I , How ...
Pagina 101
... soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady , your dear Sister . Amaz'd I stood , harrow'd with grief and fear , 565 And O poor hapless nightingale thought I , How ...
... soul Under the ribs of death : but O ere long Too well I did perceive it was the voice Of my most honour'd Lady , your dear Sister . Amaz'd I stood , harrow'd with grief and fear , 565 And O poor hapless nightingale thought I , How ...
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The Poetical Works of John Milton: Edited, with Memoir ..., Volume 3 John Milton Volledige weergave - 1903 |
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