Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Among unequals what society Can sort , what harmony , or true delight ? Which must be mutual , in proportion due Given and received ; but , in disparity The one intense , the other still remiss , Cannot well suit with either , but soon ...
Among unequals what society Can sort , what harmony , or true delight ? Which must be mutual , in proportion due Given and received ; but , in disparity The one intense , the other still remiss , Cannot well suit with either , but soon ...
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For not to irksome toil , but to delight , He made us , and delight to reason join'd . 230 210 220 225 235 240 245 These paths and bowers doubt not but our joint PARADISE LOST . 195.
For not to irksome toil , but to delight , He made us , and delight to reason join'd . 230 210 220 225 235 240 245 These paths and bowers doubt not but our joint PARADISE LOST . 195.
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As one who long in populous city pent , Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air , Forth issuing on a summer's morn , to breaths Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd , from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of ...
As one who long in populous city pent , Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air , Forth issuing on a summer's morn , to breaths Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd , from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of ...
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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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