Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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What if all Her stores were open'd , and this firmament Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire , Impendent horrors , threatening hideous fall One day upon our heads ; while we perhaps Designing or exhorting glorious war , Caught in ...
What if all Her stores were open'd , and this firmament Of Hell should spout her cataracts of fire , Impendent horrors , threatening hideous fall One day upon our heads ; while we perhaps Designing or exhorting glorious war , Caught in ...
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... 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 .
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245 These paths and bowers doubt not but our joint hands Will keep from wilderness with ease , as wide As we need walk , till younger hands ere long Assist us : but , if much converse perhaps Thee satiate , to short absence I could ...
245 These paths and bowers doubt not but our joint hands Will keep from wilderness with ease , as wide As we need walk , till younger hands ere long Assist us : but , if much converse perhaps Thee satiate , to short absence I could ...
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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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