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Born in December 6, 1608 / Died in November 8, 1674 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by John Milton

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On The University Carrier Who Sickn'd In The Time Of His Vacancy, Being Forbid To Go To London, By Reason Of The Plague

... Shew'd him his room where he must lodge that night, ...

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Psalm 81

... I answer'd thee in *thunder deep *Be Sether ragnam ...

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Sonnet 21

... And disapproves that care, though wise in show, ...

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Paradise Lost: Book 08

... by these, Creatures that lived and moved, and walked, or flew ...

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Psalm 88

... *And all thy waves break me bears both ...

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Sonnet 04

... Parole adorne di lingua piu d'una, ...

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Psalm 82

... *Regard the *weak and fatherless *Shiphtu-dal ...

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Sonnet 02

... Che mover possa duro alpestre legno, ...

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Sonnet 05

... Scosso mi il petto, e poi n'uscendo poco ...

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To Sr Henry Vane The Younger

... Both spirituall powre & civill, what each meanes ...

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Paradise Regained: The Second Book

... " It was the hour of night, when thus the Son ...

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To Mr. H. Lawes on His Airs

... bus’ quire, That tunest their happiest lines in hymn or story ...

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An Epitaph On The Marchioness Of Winchester

... of blazing Majesty and Light, ...

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Psalm 80

... Among themselves they *laugh, they *play, *Jilgnagu ...

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Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity

... The wakefull trump of doom must thunder through the deep, With such a horrid clang ...