Diario de claseHistoria de la filosofa moderna | Carlos Garca Martn

They looking back, all th Eastern side beheldOf Paradise, so late thir happie seat,Wavd over by that flaming Brand, the GateWith dreadful Faces throngd and fierie Armes:Som natural tears they dropd, but wipd them soon;The World was all before them, where to chooseThir place of rest, and Providence thir guide.John Milton, Paradise Lost (1667), XII, 641-7