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  1. 13 de mai. de 2024 · John Milton was an English poet, pamphleteer, and historian. He is most widely known for his work Paradise Lost, an English epic poem regarding the fall of Lucifer from Heaven, and other poetical works such as Comus and Lycidas.

  2. 9 de mai. de 2024 · 1 – A Culpa É das Estrelas. Este livro de romance, de 2012, traz uma das histórias de amor mais bonitas da literatura. E mais tristes também. A Culpa É das Estrelas é um dos mais conhecidos e melhores livros de John Green, também tendo ganhado uma adaptação em filme que fez muito sucesso. Nesta obra, conhecemos a história de Hazel ...

  3. 26 de mai. de 2024 · Paradise Lost, epic poem in blank verse, of the late works by John Milton, originally issued in 10 books in 1667. Many scholars consider Paradise Lost to be one of the greatest poems in the English language. It tells the biblical story of the fall from grace of Adam and Eve (and, by extension, all humanity).

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  5. 11 de mai. de 2024 · Paradise Lost by John Milton 167,086 ratings, average rating, 5,886 reviews Open Preview Browse By Tag. love (96708) life (76469 ...

  6. 7 de mai. de 2024 · When I Consider How My Light Is Spent. When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide. Lodged with me useless, though my Soul more bent. To serve therewith my Maker, and present. My true account, lest he returning chide;

  7. 24 de mai. de 2024 · Thou in our wonder and astonishment. Hast built thy self a live - long Monument. For whilst to th'sharne of slow -endeavouring art, Thy easie numbers flow, and that each heart. Hath from the Leaves of thy unvalu'd Book, Those Delphick lines with deep impression took, Then thou our fancy of it self bereaving,