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... the gates And porches wide , but chief the spacious hall ( Though like a cover'd field , where champions bold Wont ride in arm'd and at the Soldan's chair Defied the best of Panim chivalry 761 755 765 770 Their state affairs .
... the gates And porches wide , but chief the spacious hall ( Though like a cover'd field , where champions bold Wont ride in arm'd and at the Soldan's chair Defied the best of Panim chivalry 761 755 765 770 Their state affairs .
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Flowers worthy of Paradise , which not nice Art In beds and curious knots , but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill , and dale , and plain , Both where the morning sun first warmly smote The open field , and where the unpierced ...
Flowers worthy of Paradise , which not nice Art In beds and curious knots , but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill , and dale , and plain , Both where the morning sun first warmly smote The open field , and where the unpierced ...
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... and water'd all the ground , and each Plant of the field ; which , ere it was in the Earth , 335 God made , and every herb , before it grew On the green stem : God saw that it was good : So even and morn recorded the third day .
... and water'd all the ground , and each Plant of the field ; which , ere it was in the Earth , 335 God made , and every herb , before it grew On the green stem : God saw that it was good : So even and morn recorded the third day .
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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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