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O Father, what intends thy hand, she cry'd, Against thy only Son? ... mortal Dart Against thy Fathers head? and know'st for whom; For him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ordain'd his drudge, to execute What e're his wrath, ...
O Father, what intends thy hand, she cry'd, Against thy only Son? ... mortal Dart Against thy Fathers head? and know'st for whom; For him who sits above and laughs the while At thee ordain'd his drudge, to execute What e're his wrath, ...
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... hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends; till first I know of thee, What thing thou art, thus double-form'd, and why In this infernal Vaile first met thou call'st Me Father, and that Fantasm call'st my Son?
... hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends; till first I know of thee, What thing thou art, thus double-form'd, and why In this infernal Vaile first met thou call'st Me Father, and that Fantasm call'st my Son?
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But thou O Father, I forewarn thee, shun His deadly arrow; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright Arms, Though temper'd heav'nly, for that mortal dint, Save he who reigns above, none can resist.
But thou O Father, I forewarn thee, shun His deadly arrow; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright Arms, Though temper'd heav'nly, for that mortal dint, Save he who reigns above, none can resist.
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... and heav'nlie-born, Here in perpetual agonie and pain, With terrors and with clamors compasst round Of mine own brood, that on my bowels feed: Thou art my Father, thou my Author, thou My being gav'st me; whom should I obey But thee,
... and heav'nlie-born, Here in perpetual agonie and pain, With terrors and with clamors compasst round Of mine own brood, that on my bowels feed: Thou art my Father, thou my Author, thou My being gav'st me; whom should I obey But thee,
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... thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight. Now had the Almighty Father from above, From the pure Empyrean where he sits High Thron'd above all highth, bent down his eye, His own works and ...
... thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight. Now had the Almighty Father from above, From the pure Empyrean where he sits High Thron'd above all highth, bent down his eye, His own works and ...
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ADAM Angel Arms Beast behold bliss bounds bright bring Cloud created Creatures dark Death deep delight Divine dreadful dwell Earth equal Eternal evil eyes fair Faith fall farr Father fear fell field fire Fruit Gate Glorie Gods grace hand happie hast hath head heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell Hill hope human King Land least leave less light live look lost Love mean mind Morn Nature never Night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pure Race Reason Reign rest rise round SATAN seat seek Serpent shape side sight Sons soon sound spake Spirits stand Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence things thir thou thoughts Throne till Tree vertue voice Warr whence wide Winds wings World
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| Title | Paradise Lost |
| Author | John Milton |
| Publisher | CCEL, 1820 |
| ISBN | 1610252470, 9781610252478 |
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