PARADISE LOST: A POEM IN TWELVE BOOKSprinted and fold by RICHTER, 1783 |
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... reafon equall'd , force hath made fupreme . Above his equals . Farewell happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail horrors ! hail Infernal world , and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new poffeffor ; one who brings A mind not to ...
... reafon equall'd , force hath made fupreme . Above his equals . Farewell happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail horrors ! hail Infernal world , and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new poffeffor ; one who brings A mind not to ...
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... reafon hath to deal with force ; yet so Most reason is that reason overcome . So pondering , and from his armed peers Forth - stepping oppofit , half way he met His daring foe , at this prevention more Incens'd , and thus securely him ...
... reafon hath to deal with force ; yet so Most reason is that reason overcome . So pondering , and from his armed peers Forth - stepping oppofit , half way he met His daring foe , at this prevention more Incens'd , and thus securely him ...
Page 268
... reafon ; and to fervitude reduce Man till then free . Therefore , fince he permits Within himself unworthy pow'rs to reign Over free reason ; God in judgment just Subjects him from without to violent lords : Who oft as undeservedly ...
... reafon ; and to fervitude reduce Man till then free . Therefore , fince he permits Within himself unworthy pow'rs to reign Over free reason ; God in judgment just Subjects him from without to violent lords : Who oft as undeservedly ...
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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