PARADISE LOST: A POEM IN TWELVE BOOKSprinted and fold by RICHTER, 1783 |
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... prefent , and with mighty wings out - spread 20 Dove - like fat'st brooding on the vast Abyss , And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark Illumine , what is low raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may ...
... prefent , and with mighty wings out - spread 20 Dove - like fat'st brooding on the vast Abyss , And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark Illumine , what is low raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may ...
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... prefent misery , and render Heil More tolerable ; if there be cure or charm To respite or deceive , or flack the pain Of this ill manfion . Intermit no watch Against a wakeful foe , while I abroad Through all the coast of dark ...
... prefent misery , and render Heil More tolerable ; if there be cure or charm To respite or deceive , or flack the pain Of this ill manfion . Intermit no watch Against a wakeful foe , while I abroad Through all the coast of dark ...
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... Prefent , or paft , as Saints and Patriarchs us'd . Here Love his golden shafts employs , here lights His constant lamp , and waves his purple wings , Reigns here and revels : not in the bought fmile Of harlots , loveless , joyless ...
... Prefent , or paft , as Saints and Patriarchs us'd . Here Love his golden shafts employs , here lights His constant lamp , and waves his purple wings , Reigns here and revels : not in the bought fmile Of harlots , loveless , joyless ...
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Adam Againſt alſo Angel appear'd arm'd battel behold beſt bright call'd cauſe cloud courſe dark darkneſs death deep defire deſcends divine earth eaſe elſe eternal ev'ning evil eyes faid fair falſe feat ferpent fide fight fince fire firſt fleep flow'rs fome fons foon foul fruit fuch giv'n glory happy haſte hath Heav'n heav'nly Hell hill juſt laſt leſs light loft loſe moſt muſt night o'er pain Paradife paſt pleas'd pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent rais'd reaſon reply'd reſt return'd roſe round Satan ſay ſcarce ſeem'd ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſet ſhade ſhall ſhalt ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſince ſky ſmall ſome ſpake ſpirits ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtream ſtrength ſuch ſweet taſte thee thence theſe thine things thoſe thou thoughts thro throne tree turn'd vex'd waſte whoſe wings worſe