Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Sometimes towards Eden , which now in his view Lay pleasant , his grieved look he fixed sad ; Sometimes towards Heaven , and the full - blazing sun , Which now sat high in his meridian tower : Then , much revolving , thus in sighs began ...
Sometimes towards Eden , which now in his view Lay pleasant , his grieved look he fixed sad ; Sometimes towards Heaven , and the full - blazing sun , Which now sat high in his meridian tower : Then , much revolving , thus in sighs began ...
Page 87
As I bent down to look , just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appear'd , Bending to look on me . I started back ; It started back : but pleased I soon return'd ; Pleased it return'd as soon with answering looks Of sympathy and ...
As I bent down to look , just opposite A shape within the watery gleam appear'd , Bending to look on me . I started back ; It started back : but pleased I soon return'd ; Pleased it return'd as soon with answering looks Of sympathy and ...
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The Fiend look'd up , and knew His mounted scale aloft : no more ; but fled Murmuring , and with him fled the shades of night . 1015 1000 PARADISE LOST . BOOK V. Morning approached , Eve relates 102 B. IV PARADISE LOST .
The Fiend look'd up , and knew His mounted scale aloft : no more ; but fled Murmuring , and with him fled the shades of night . 1015 1000 PARADISE LOST . BOOK V. Morning approached , Eve relates 102 B. IV PARADISE LOST .
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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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