The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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... lost , how on a sudden lost , Defac't , deflourd , and now to Death devote ? Rather how hast thou yeelded to transgress The strict forbiddance , how to violate The sacred Fruit forbidd'n ! som cursed fraud 905 Of Enemie hath beguil'd ...
... lost , how on a sudden lost , Defac't , deflourd , and now to Death devote ? Rather how hast thou yeelded to transgress The strict forbiddance , how to violate The sacred Fruit forbidd'n ! som cursed fraud 905 Of Enemie hath beguil'd ...
Page 317
... farr , and overlay With this portentous Bridge the dark Abyss . Thine now is all this World , thy vertue hath won What thy hands builded not , thy Wisdom gain'd With odds what Warr hath lost , and fully aveng'd BOOK X ] 317 PARADISE LOST.
... farr , and overlay With this portentous Bridge the dark Abyss . Thine now is all this World , thy vertue hath won What thy hands builded not , thy Wisdom gain'd With odds what Warr hath lost , and fully aveng'd BOOK X ] 317 PARADISE LOST.
Page 348
... lost , and Evil got , Happier , had it suffic'd him to have known . Good by it self , and Evil not at all . 90 He sorrows now , repents , and prayes contrite , My motions in him , longer then they move , 348 [ BOOK XI PARADISE LOST.
... lost , and Evil got , Happier , had it suffic'd him to have known . Good by it self , and Evil not at all . 90 He sorrows now , repents , and prayes contrite , My motions in him , longer then they move , 348 [ BOOK XI PARADISE LOST.
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