John Milton, a Concordance of Paradise Lost, Volume 1Celia Florén Olms-Weidmann, 1992 - 1171 pages |
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Page 236
... evil , and for the time remained / Stupidly good , of / Fraud in the Serpent , speaking as he spake ; / No ground of days of thy life . / Between thee and the woman I will put / whose shape / Man I deceived ; that which to me belongs ...
... evil , and for the time remained / Stupidly good , of / Fraud in the Serpent , speaking as he spake ; / No ground of days of thy life . / Between thee and the woman I will put / whose shape / Man I deceived ; that which to me belongs ...
Page 245
... evil , for For neither man nor angel can discern / Hypocrisy , the only farewell fear , / Farewell remorse ! All good to me is lost ; / ' n / Charge and strict watch that to this happy place / No I sought ; / To thee no reason , who ...
... evil , for For neither man nor angel can discern / Hypocrisy , the only farewell fear , / Farewell remorse ! All good to me is lost ; / ' n / Charge and strict watch that to this happy place / No I sought ; / To thee no reason , who ...
Page 321
... evil / Thou usest , and from thence creat'st more may of solid Though , in comparison of heav'n so small , / may I / Adore thee , Author of this universe , / And all this to the brute / Whose fellowship therefore unmeet for thee / / And ...
... evil / Thou usest , and from thence creat'st more may of solid Though , in comparison of heav'n so small , / may I / Adore thee , Author of this universe , / And all this to the brute / Whose fellowship therefore unmeet for thee / / And ...
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Adam angels appeared arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring called cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell earth equal eternal evil eyes face fair faith fall Father fear fell field fierce fire flaming force formed fruit gates glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart heav'n heav'nly hell hill hope judge King land leave less light live look lost mind morn move Nature never night once pain Paradise passed peace perhaps reason receive reign rest rise round Satan seat seemed shape side sight soon spake Spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree turned virtue voice wide winds wings worse