Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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To - morrow , ere fresh morning streak the east With first approach of light , we must be risen , And at our ... Sweet is the breath of Morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds : pleasant the sun , When first on this ...
To - morrow , ere fresh morning streak the east With first approach of light , we must be risen , And at our ... Sweet is the breath of Morn , her rising sweet , With charm of earliest birds : pleasant the sun , When first on this ...
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BOOK V. Morning approached , Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream ; he likes it not , yet comforts her : They come forth to their daybours ; Their morning hymn at the door of their bower . God , to render man inexcusable , sends ...
BOOK V. Morning approached , Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream ; he likes it not , yet comforts her : They come forth to their daybours ; Their morning hymn at the door of their bower . God , to render man inexcusable , sends ...
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Thus was the first day even and morn⚫ Nor pass'd uncelebrated , nor unsung 255 By the celestial choirs , when orient light Exhaling first from darkness they beheld ; Birthday of Heaven and Earth ; with joy and shout The hollow ...
Thus was the first day even and morn⚫ Nor pass'd uncelebrated , nor unsung 255 By the celestial choirs , when orient light Exhaling first from darkness they beheld ; Birthday of Heaven and Earth ; with joy and shout The hollow ...
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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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