Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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His fraud is then thy fear ; which plain infers Thy equal fear , that my firm faith and love Can by his fraud be shaken or seduced ; Thoughts , which how found they harbour in thy breast , Adam , misthought of her to thee so dear ?
His fraud is then thy fear ; which plain infers Thy equal fear , that my firm faith and love Can by his fraud be shaken or seduced ; Thoughts , which how found they harbour in thy breast , Adam , misthought of her to thee so dear ?
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What , but unbuild His living temples , built by faith to stand , Their own faith , not another's ? For , on earth , Who against faith and conscience can be heard Infallible ? yet many will presume : Whence heavy persecution shall arise ...
What , but unbuild His living temples , built by faith to stand , Their own faith , not another's ? For , on earth , Who against faith and conscience can be heard Infallible ? yet many will presume : Whence heavy persecution shall arise ...
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... thy punishment He shall endure , by coming in the flesh To a reproachful life and cursed death ; Proclaiming life to all who shall believe In his redemption ; and that his obedience , Imputed , becomes theirs by faith ; his merits ...
... thy punishment He shall endure , by coming in the flesh To a reproachful life and cursed death ; Proclaiming life to all who shall believe In his redemption ; and that his obedience , Imputed , becomes theirs by faith ; his merits ...
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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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