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Page 76
... hope excluded thus , behold in stead Of us out - cast , exil'd , his new delight , Mankind created , and for him this World . So farwel Hope , and with Hope farwel Fear , Farwel Remorse : all Good to me is lost ; Evil be thou my Good ...
... hope excluded thus , behold in stead Of us out - cast , exil'd , his new delight , Mankind created , and for him this World . So farwel Hope , and with Hope farwel Fear , Farwel Remorse : all Good to me is lost ; Evil be thou my Good ...
Page 316
... hope is lost Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worst ; worst is my Port , My ...
... hope is lost Of my reception into grace ; what worse ? For where no hope is left , is left no fear ; If there be worse , the expectation more Of worse torments me then the feeling can . I would be at the worst ; worst is my Port , My ...
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... hope is gleaming upon you , a hope that you can escape the deeps of Lethe , and mount , by the oarage of [ 45 ] your wings , to the courts of Jove on high . Strophe 3 FOR Rouse desires you to be his own peculiar property , and he ...
... hope is gleaming upon you , a hope that you can escape the deeps of Lethe , and mount , by the oarage of [ 45 ] your wings , to the courts of Jove on high . Strophe 3 FOR Rouse desires you to be his own peculiar property , and he ...
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Adam agni Angels Antistrophe appeerd arms aught Battel Beast behold bliss Boötes brest bright calld Clouds Dagon dark Death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit giv'n glorious glory Gods gold'n Grace hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill holy honour Israel John Milton joind Jove King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Muse neath night numina op'n Paradise Paradise Lost peace perfet praise PSAL quæ rais'd repli'd returnd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Son of God Song soon soul spake Spirit Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree turnd vertue voice wandring Warr wingd wings World