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Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool His mighty stature; on each hand the flames Driven backward slope their pointing spires, and rolled In billows, leave i' th' midst a horrid vale. Then with expanded wings he steers his flight ...
Forthwith upright he rears from off the pool His mighty stature; on each hand the flames Driven backward slope their pointing spires, and rolled In billows, leave i' th' midst a horrid vale. Then with expanded wings he steers his flight ...
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Of thundering Etna, whose combustible And fuelled entrails, thence conceiving fire, Sublimed with mineral fury, aid the winds, And leave a singed bottom all involved With stench and smoke. Such resting found the sole Of unblest feet.
Of thundering Etna, whose combustible And fuelled entrails, thence conceiving fire, Sublimed with mineral fury, aid the winds, And leave a singed bottom all involved With stench and smoke. Such resting found the sole Of unblest feet.
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Nathless he so endured, till on the beach Of that inflamed sea he stood, and called His legions—Angel Forms, who lay entranced Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arched ...
Nathless he so endured, till on the beach Of that inflamed sea he stood, and called His legions—Angel Forms, who lay entranced Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades High over-arched ...
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How wearisome Eternity so spent in worship paid To whom we hate! Let us not then pursue, By force impossible, by leave obtained Unacceptable, though in Heaven, our state Of splendid vassalage; but rather seek Our own good from.
How wearisome Eternity so spent in worship paid To whom we hate! Let us not then pursue, By force impossible, by leave obtained Unacceptable, though in Heaven, our state Of splendid vassalage; but rather seek Our own good from.
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... though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates? Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee. Retire; or taste thy folly, and learn by proof, Hell-born,
... though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated front athwart my way To yonder gates? Through them I mean to pass, That be assured, without leave asked of thee. Retire; or taste thy folly, and learn by proof, Hell-born,
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Adam Angel appeared arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring called cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dread dwell Earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire flowers force fruit glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill hope human judged King leave less light live look lost Mean mind morn move Nature night once pain Paradise passed peace perhaps raised reason receive reign replied rest rise round Satan saying seat seemed shape side sight soon sound spake Spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree turned virtue voice wide winds wings wonder
Bibliographic information
| Title | Paradise Lost Volume 1 of Library of Alexandria |
| Author | John Milton |
| Publisher | Library of Alexandria, 2020 |
| ISBN | 1465501177, 9781465501172 |
| Length | 4 pages |
| Subjects | › › Fiction / Classics Fiction / Fantasy / Romantic History / Social History Reference / General |
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