As when the potent Rod Of Amrams Son in Egypt's evil day Wav'd round the Coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind, That ore the Realm of impious Pharaoh hung Like Night, and darkened all the Land of Nile


Paradise Lost, Book I

John Milton Quotes

As when the potent Rod Of Amrams Son in Egypt's evil day Wav'd round the Coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind,...

As when the potent Rod Of Amrams Son in Egypt's evil day Wav'd round the Coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind,...

As when the potent Rod Of Amrams Son in Egypt's evil day Wav'd round the Coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind,...

As when the potent Rod Of Amrams Son in Egypt's evil day Wav'd round the Coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind,...