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... True Paradise under the Ethiop Line By Nilus head , enclos'd with shining Rock , A whole dayes journey high , but ... true filial freedom plac't ; Whence true autoritie in men ; though both 260 265 270 275 280 285 290 295 Not equal , as ...
... True Paradise under the Ethiop Line By Nilus head , enclos'd with shining Rock , A whole dayes journey high , but ... true filial freedom plac't ; Whence true autoritie in men ; though both 260 265 270 275 280 285 290 295 Not equal , as ...
Page 330
... true ; But these are false , or little else but dreams , Conjectures , fancies , built on nothing firm . The first and wisest of them all professd To know this onely , that he nothing knew ; The next to fabling fell and smooth conceits ...
... true ; But these are false , or little else but dreams , Conjectures , fancies , built on nothing firm . The first and wisest of them all professd To know this onely , that he nothing knew ; The next to fabling fell and smooth conceits ...
Page 407
... true if thou wert mortal wight And why from us so quickly thou didst take thy flight . 40 VII Wert thou some Starr which from the ruin'd roofe Of shak't Olympus by mischance didst fall ; Which carefull Jove in natures true behoofe Took ...
... true if thou wert mortal wight And why from us so quickly thou didst take thy flight . 40 VII Wert thou some Starr which from the ruin'd roofe Of shak't Olympus by mischance didst fall ; Which carefull Jove in natures true behoofe Took ...
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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