The Works of John Milton, Volume 2, Issue 2Columbia University Press, 1931 - English literature |
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... thou that to my default , or will Of wandring , as thou call'st it , which who knows But might as ill have happ'nd thou being by , Or to thy self perhaps : hadst thou been there , Or here th ' attempt , thou couldst not have discernd ...
... thou that to my default , or will Of wandring , as thou call'st it , which who knows But might as ill have happ'nd thou being by , Or to thy self perhaps : hadst thou been there , Or here th ' attempt , thou couldst not have discernd ...
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... thou bruise his heel . So spake this Oracle , then verifi'd When Jesus son of Mary second Eve , Saw Satan fall like Lightning down from Heav'n , 185 Prince of the Aire ... thou return unto the ground , for thou Out BOOK X ] 311 PARADISE LOST.
... thou bruise his heel . So spake this Oracle , then verifi'd When Jesus son of Mary second Eve , Saw Satan fall like Lightning down from Heav'n , 185 Prince of the Aire ... thou return unto the ground , for thou Out BOOK X ] 311 PARADISE LOST.
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... thou so void of fear or shame , 190 As offer them to me the Son of God , 195 To me my own , on such abhorred pact , That I fall down and worship thee as God ? Get thee behind me ; plain thou now appear'st That Evil one , Satan for ever ...
... thou so void of fear or shame , 190 As offer them to me the Son of God , 195 To me my own , on such abhorred pact , That I fall down and worship thee as God ? Get thee behind me ; plain thou now appear'st That Evil one , Satan for ever ...
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