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    Elegies
    Elegies
    Elegies
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    Elegies

    By John Milton

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    John Milton was a great English poet who served as a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England under Oliver Cromwell.  With epic poems such as Paradise Lose and Paradise Regained, Milton remains one of the most famous writers in English literature.  This edition of Elegies includes a table of contents.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCharles River Editors
    Release dateMar 22, 2018
    ISBN9781531279615
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    John Milton

    John Milton (1608-1657) was an English poet and intellectual. Milton worked as a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England and wrote during a time of religious change and political upheaval. Having written works of great importance and having made strong political decisions, Milton was of influence both during his life and after his death. He was an innovator of language, as he would often introduce Latin words to the English canon, and used his linguistic knowledge to produce propaganda and censorship for the English Republic’s foreign correspondence. Milton is now regarded as one of the best writers of the English language, exuding unparalleled intellect and talent.

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