Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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... Equal to him begotten Son ? by whom , 835 840 As by his Word , the Mighty Father made All things , e'en thee ; and all the Spirits of Heaven By him created in their bright degrees , Crown'd them with glory , and to their glory ...
... Equal to him begotten Son ? by whom , 835 840 As by his Word , the Mighty Father made All things , e'en thee ; and all the Spirits of Heaven By him created in their bright degrees , Crown'd them with glory , and to their glory ...
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They , harden'd more by what might most reclaim , Grieving to see his glory , at the sight Took envy ; and , aspiring to his height , Stood reembattled fierce , by force or fraud Weening to prosper , and at length prevail Against God ...
They , harden'd more by what might most reclaim , Grieving to see his glory , at the sight Took envy ; and , aspiring to his height , Stood reembattled fierce , by force or fraud Weening to prosper , and at length prevail Against God ...
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... and there confounded leave ; Then enter into glory , and resume His seat at God's right hand , exalted high Above ... and thence shall come , When this world's dissolution shall be ripe , 456 461 With glory and power to judge both ...
... and there confounded leave ; Then enter into glory , and resume His seat at God's right hand , exalted high Above ... and thence shall come , When this world's dissolution shall be ripe , 456 461 With glory and power to judge both ...
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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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