Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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... but nigh hand seem'd other worlds ; Or other worlds they seem'd , or happy isles , Like those Hesperian gardens famed of old , Fortunate fields , and groves , and flowery vales , Thrice happy isles ; but who dwelt happy there 570 He ...
... but nigh hand seem'd other worlds ; Or other worlds they seem'd , or happy isles , Like those Hesperian gardens famed of old , Fortunate fields , and groves , and flowery vales , Thrice happy isles ; but who dwelt happy there 570 He ...
Page 89
The happier Eden , shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss : while I to Hell am thrust , Where neither joy nor love , but fierce desire , Among our other ... Is that their happy state , The proof of their obedience and their faith ?
The happier Eden , shall enjoy their fill Of bliss on bliss : while I to Hell am thrust , Where neither joy nor love , but fierce desire , Among our other ... Is that their happy state , The proof of their obedience and their faith ?
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Let us not then suspect our happy state Left so imperfect by the Maker wise , As not secure to single or combined . Frail is our happiness , if this be so , And Eden were no Eden , thus exposed . To whom thus Adam fervently replied : O ...
Let us not then suspect our happy state Left so imperfect by the Maker wise , As not secure to single or combined . Frail is our happiness , if this be so , And Eden were no Eden , thus exposed . To whom thus Adam fervently replied : O ...
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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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