John Milton, a Concordance of Paradise Lost, Volume 1Celia Florén Olms-Weidmann, 1992 - 1171 pages |
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Page 211
... shape , / If shape it might be called that shape had none / lest the wrath / Impendent , raging into sudden flame / way , / Tore through my entrails , that with fear and pain / engine back recoils / Upon himself ; horror and doubt thy ...
... shape , / If shape it might be called that shape had none / lest the wrath / Impendent , raging into sudden flame / way , / Tore through my entrails , that with fear and pain / engine back recoils / Upon himself ; horror and doubt thy ...
Page 385
... shape served best other , as their shape served best his end / Nearer to view play , / Straight crouches close , then rising , changes oft / rising , changes oft / His couchant watch , as one who chose and for us this ample world , / Be ...
... shape served best other , as their shape served best his end / Nearer to view play , / Straight crouches close , then rising , changes oft / rising , changes oft / His couchant watch , as one who chose and for us this ample world , / Be ...
Page 510
... shape , / If shape it / Distinguishable in member , joint , or limb , / Or substance hell trembled as he strode . / Th ' undaunted Fiend what this removed , / Lest heav'n surcharged with potent multitude / interpose his dart ...
... shape , / If shape it / Distinguishable in member , joint , or limb , / Or substance hell trembled as he strode . / Th ' undaunted Fiend what this removed , / Lest heav'n surcharged with potent multitude / interpose his dart ...
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