Paradise Lost, 1667 |
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... whence these raging fires , Will flack'n , if his breath stir not thir flames . Our purer effence then will overcome roli Thir noxious vapour , oremur'd not feel , di Or chang'd at length , and to the place conformd In temper and in ...
... whence these raging fires , Will flack'n , if his breath stir not thir flames . Our purer effence then will overcome roli Thir noxious vapour , oremur'd not feel , di Or chang'd at length , and to the place conformd In temper and in ...
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... whence deep thunders roar Muft'ring thir rage , and Heav'n refembles Hell ? As he our Darknefs , cannot we his Light Imitate when we pleafe ? This Defart foile Wants not her hidden luftre , Gemins and Gold ; Nor want we skill or art ...
... whence deep thunders roar Muft'ring thir rage , and Heav'n refembles Hell ? As he our Darknefs , cannot we his Light Imitate when we pleafe ? This Defart foile Wants not her hidden luftre , Gemins and Gold ; Nor want we skill or art ...
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... whence , But from the Author of all ill could Spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and Earth with Hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creatour ? But thir fpite still ferves His ...
... whence , But from the Author of all ill could Spring So deep a malice , to confound the race Of mankind in one root , and Earth with Hell To mingle and involve , done all to spite The great Creatour ? But thir fpite still ferves His ...
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