Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Page 110
... On each hand parting , to his speed gave way Through all the empyreal road ; till , at the gate Of Heaven arrived , the gate self - open'd wide On golden hinges turning , as by work Divine the sov'reign Architect had framed .
... On each hand parting , to his speed gave way Through all the empyreal road ; till , at the gate Of Heaven arrived , the gate self - open'd wide On golden hinges turning , as by work Divine the sov'reign Architect had framed .
Page 148
... Under whose conduct Michael soon reduced His army , circumfused on either wing , Under their Head embodied all in one . Before him Power Divine his way prepared ; 760 765 770 775 780 At his command the uprooted hills retired Each to ...
... Under whose conduct Michael soon reduced His army , circumfused on either wing , Under their Head embodied all in one . Before him Power Divine his way prepared ; 760 765 770 775 780 At his command the uprooted hills retired Each to ...
Page 177
Of sweet repast ; they satiate , and soon fill , Though pleasant ; but thy words , with grace divine Imbued , bring to their sweetness no satiety . 216 To whom thus Raphael answer'd heavenly meek : Nor are thy lips ungraceful , Sire of ...
Of sweet repast ; they satiate , and soon fill , Though pleasant ; but thy words , with grace divine Imbued , bring to their sweetness no satiety . 216 To whom thus Raphael answer'd heavenly meek : Nor are thy lips ungraceful , Sire 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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