John Milton, a Concordance of Paradise Lost, Volume 1Celia Florén Olms-Weidmann, 1992 - 1171 pages |
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Page 175
... force , / And force upon free will hath here no place . / But I seek / What readiest path leads where your gloomy bounds / gloom of Tartarus profound , / To sit in hateful office here voice , and wild uproar / Stood ruled , stood vast ...
... force , / And force upon free will hath here no place . / But I seek / What readiest path leads where your gloomy bounds / gloom of Tartarus profound , / To sit in hateful office here voice , and wild uproar / Stood ruled , stood vast ...
Page 471
... force / On every conscience ; laws which none shall find / by faith , his merits / To save them , not their own , though limited their might ; though numbered such , / As each divided seemed / A numerous host , in strength each armed ...
... force / On every conscience ; laws which none shall find / by faith , his merits / To save them , not their own , though limited their might ; though numbered such , / As each divided seemed / A numerous host , in strength each armed ...
Page 475
... force : within himself / The danger lies , yet , / Secure from outward force : within himself / The danger and various , yet unknown / To us ; in such abundance forthwith attains / Wisdom without their leave ? And wherein man should be ...
... force : within himself / The danger lies , yet , / Secure from outward force : within himself / The danger and various , yet unknown / To us ; in such abundance forthwith attains / Wisdom without their leave ? And wherein man should be ...
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