Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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Thus while God spake , ambrosial fragrance fill'd 135 All Heaven , and in the blessed Spirits elect Sense of new joy ineffable diffused . Beyond compare the Son of God was seen Most glorious ; in him all his father shone Substantially ...
Thus while God spake , ambrosial fragrance fill'd 135 All Heaven , and in the blessed Spirits elect Sense of new joy ineffable diffused . Beyond compare the Son of God was seen Most glorious ; in him all his father shone Substantially ...
Page 119
Thus when in orbs Of circuit inexpressible they stood , Orb within orb , the Father Infinite , By whom in bliss imbosom'd sat the Son , Amidst as from a flaming mount , whose top Brightness had made invisible , thus spake : Hear ...
Thus when in orbs Of circuit inexpressible they stood , Orb within orb , the Father Infinite , By whom in bliss imbosom'd sat the Son , Amidst as from a flaming mount , whose top Brightness had made invisible , thus spake : Hear ...
Page 121
... and his next subordinate Awakening , thus to him in secret spake : Sleep'st thou , companion dear ? What sleep can close Thy eyelids ? and remember'st what decree Of yesterday , so late hath pass'd the lips Of Heaven's Almighty .
... and his next subordinate Awakening , thus to him in secret spake : Sleep'st thou , companion dear ? What sleep can close Thy eyelids ? and remember'st what decree Of yesterday , so late hath pass'd the lips Of Heaven's Almighty .
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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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