Milton for the Methodists: Emphasized Extracts from Paradise LostEpworth, 1988 - Počet stran: 90 |
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Strana 26
... cloud Drawn round about thee like a radiant shrine , Dark with excessive bright thy skirts appear , III.380 Yet dazzle heav'n , that brightest seraphim Approach not , but with both wings veil their eyes . Thee next they sang of all ...
... cloud Drawn round about thee like a radiant shrine , Dark with excessive bright thy skirts appear , III.380 Yet dazzle heav'n , that brightest seraphim Approach not , but with both wings veil their eyes . Thee next they sang of all ...
Strana 57
... cloud , for yet the sun Was not ; she in a cloudy tabernacle Sojourned the while . [ God saw the light was good ; And ... clouds , their tops ascend the sky : So high as heaved the tumid hills , so low Down sunk a hollow bottom broad and ...
... cloud , for yet the sun Was not ; she in a cloudy tabernacle Sojourned the while . [ God saw the light was good ; And ... clouds , their tops ascend the sky : So high as heaved the tumid hills , so low Down sunk a hollow bottom broad and ...
Strana 87
... clouds together drove From under heav'n . . . And now the thickened sky Like a dark ceiling stood ; down rushed the ... cloud , Lest Book XI 87.
... clouds together drove From under heav'n . . . And now the thickened sky Like a dark ceiling stood ; down rushed the ... cloud , Lest Book XI 87.
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