Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Thus was the first day even and morn⚫ Nor pass'd uncelebrated , nor unsung 255 By the celestial choirs , when orient light Exhaling first from darkness they beheld ; Birthday of Heaven and Earth ; with joy and shout The hollow ...
Thus was the first day even and morn⚫ Nor pass'd uncelebrated , nor unsung 255 By the celestial choirs , when orient light Exhaling first from darkness they beheld ; Birthday of Heaven and Earth ; with joy and shout The hollow ...
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Their blossoms : with high woods the hills were crown'd ; With tufts the valleys , and each fountain side ; With borders long the rivers : the Earth now Seem'd like to Heaven , a seat where Gods might dwell , Or wander with delight ...
Their blossoms : with high woods the hills were crown'd ; With tufts the valleys , and each fountain side ; With borders long the rivers : the Earth now Seem'd like to Heaven , a seat where Gods might dwell , Or wander with delight ...
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The sixth , and of creation last , arose With evening harps and matin ; when God said , 450 Let the Earth bring forth soul living in her kind , Cattle , and creeping things , and beast of the Earth , Each in their kind .
The sixth , and of creation last , arose With evening harps and matin ; when God said , 450 Let the Earth bring forth soul living in her kind , Cattle , and creeping things , and beast of the Earth , Each in their kind .
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Adam Angels arms beast behold bliss bounds bright bring call'd cloud created creatures dark death deep delight divine dreadful dwell Earth equal eternal evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear fell field fire force fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hast hath head heard heart Heaven heavenly Hell hill hope judge King land leave less light live look lost mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps raised reason receive reign replied rest rise round Satan seat seek seem'd Serpent shape side sight sons soon sound spake Spirits stand stars stood sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree voice wide wings wonder worse
Bibliographic information
| Title | Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
| Author | John Milton |
| Publisher | L. Coffin, 1831 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | Feb 16, 2006 |
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