John Milton, a Concordance of Paradise Lost, Volume 1Celia Florén Olms-Weidmann, 1992 - 1171 pages |
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Page 179
... side / Leaning half raised , with looks of opened my left side , and took / From thence a rib , with / The middle tree and highest there that grew , / Sat like a apace , / Laboring the soil , and reaping plenteous crops , / with narrow ...
... side / Leaning half raised , with looks of opened my left side , and took / From thence a rib , with / The middle tree and highest there that grew , / Sat like a apace , / Laboring the soil , and reaping plenteous crops , / with narrow ...
Page 404
... side / Like quivers and balm , / Others whose fruit burnished with golden rind / and hyacinthine locks / Round from his parted forelock manly at hand / Celestial armory , shields , helms , and spears , / had not soon / Th ' Eternal to ...
... side / Like quivers and balm , / Others whose fruit burnished with golden rind / and hyacinthine locks / Round from his parted forelock manly at hand / Celestial armory , shields , helms , and spears , / had not soon / Th ' Eternal to ...
Page 528
... side / my side to thee , nearest my heart , / Substantial life , to my side / Henceforth an individual solace dear . / Part of my soul I seek thee , and thee claim , / My other half . " My other half . " With that thy gentle hand ...
... side / my side to thee , nearest my heart , / Substantial life , to my side / Henceforth an individual solace dear . / Part of my soul I seek thee , and thee claim , / My other half . " My other half . " With that thy gentle hand ...
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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