Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Beyond compare the Son of God was seen Most glorious ; in him all his father shone Substantially express'd ; and in his face Divine compassion visibly appear'd , Love without end , and without measure grace ; Which , uttering , thus he ...
Beyond compare the Son of God was seen Most glorious ; in him all his father shone Substantially express'd ; and in his face Divine compassion visibly appear'd , Love without end , and without measure grace ; Which , uttering , thus he ...
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Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare , Nor stop thy flaming chariot wheels , that shook Heaven's everlasting frame , while o'er the necks 395 Thou drovest of warring Angels disarray'd . Back from pursuit thy Powers with loud ...
Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare , Nor stop thy flaming chariot wheels , that shook Heaven's everlasting frame , while o'er the necks 395 Thou drovest of warring Angels disarray'd . Back from pursuit thy Powers with loud ...
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So spake the Father ; and , unfolding bright Toward the right hand his glory , on the Son Blazed forth unclouded Deity : He full Resplendent all his Father manifest Express'd , and thus divinely answer'd mild : Father Eternal , thine is ...
So spake the Father ; and , unfolding bright Toward the right hand his glory , on the Son Blazed forth unclouded Deity : He full Resplendent all his Father manifest Express'd , and thus divinely answer'd mild : Father Eternal , thine is ...
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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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