Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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What strength , wh Suffice , or what evasion bear him safe Through the strict senteries and stations thick Of Angels watching round ? Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now no less Choice in our suffrage ; for on whom we send ...
What strength , wh Suffice , or what evasion bear him safe Through the strict senteries and stations thick Of Angels watching round ? Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now no less Choice in our suffrage ; for on whom we send ...
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What strength , what art can then Suffice , or what evasion bear him safe Through the strict senteries and stations thick Of Angels watching round ? Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now no less Choice in our suffrage ...
What strength , what art can then Suffice , or what evasion bear him safe Through the strict senteries and stations thick Of Angels watching round ? Here he had need All circumspection ; and we now no less Choice in our suffrage ...
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... sides round Environ'd , wins his way ; harder beset And more endanger'd than when Argo pass'd Through Bosporus , betwixt the justling rocks : Or when Ulysses on the larboard shunn'd Charybdis , and by the other whirlpool steer'd .
... sides round Environ'd , wins his way ; harder beset And more endanger'd than when Argo pass'd Through Bosporus , betwixt the justling rocks : Or when Ulysses on the larboard shunn'd Charybdis , and by the other whirlpool steer'd .
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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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