Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Page 137
Yet soon he heal'd ; for Spirits that live throughout Vital in every part , not as frail man In entrails , heart or head , liver or reins , Cannot but by annihilating die ; Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound Receive , no more than ...
Yet soon he heal'd ; for Spirits that live throughout Vital in every part , not as frail man In entrails , heart or head , liver or reins , Cannot but by annihilating die ; Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound Receive , no more than ...
Page 175
... some to eat Allotted there ; and other suns perhaps , With their attendant moons , thou wilt descry , Communicating male and female light ; Which two great sexes animate the world , Stored in each orb perhaps with some that live .
... some to eat Allotted there ; and other suns perhaps , With their attendant moons , thou wilt descry , Communicating male and female light ; Which two great sexes animate the world , Stored in each orb perhaps with some that live .
Page 213
Some cursed fraud Of enemy hath beguiled thee , yet unknown , And me with thee hath ruin'd ; for with thee Certain my resolution is to die : How can I live without thee ! how forego Thy sweet convérse , and love so dearly join'd ...
Some cursed fraud Of enemy hath beguiled thee , yet unknown , And me with thee hath ruin'd ; for with thee Certain my resolution is to die : How can I live without thee ! how forego Thy sweet convérse , and love so dearly join'd ...
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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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