Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Be it so ! since he , 245 Who now is Sov'reign , can dispose and bid What shall be right : furthest from him is best , Whom reason hath equal'd , force hath made supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever ...
Be it so ! since he , 245 Who now is Sov'reign , can dispose and bid What shall be right : furthest from him is best , Whom reason hath equal'd , force hath made supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever ...
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... Their boasted parents : Titan , Heaven's first - born , 510 With his enormous brood , and birthright seized By younger Saturn ; he from mightier Jove , His own and Rhea's son , like measure found ; -So Jove usurping reign'd · these ...
... Their boasted parents : Titan , Heaven's first - born , 510 With his enormous brood , and birthright seized By younger Saturn ; he from mightier Jove , His own and Rhea's son , like measure found ; -So Jove usurping reign'd · these ...
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With regal sceptre , every soul in Heaven Shall bend the knee , and in that honour due Confess him rightful King ? unjust , thou say'st , Flatly unjust , to bind with laws the free , And equal over equals to let reign , One over all ...
With regal sceptre , every soul in Heaven Shall bend the knee , and in that honour due Confess him rightful King ? unjust , thou say'st , Flatly unjust , to bind with laws the free , And equal over equals to let reign , One over all ...
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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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