Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books |
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... With Heaven's artillery fraught , come rattling on 715 Over the Caspian ; then stand front to front , Hovering a space , till winds the signal blow To join their dark encounter in mid air : So frown'd the mighty combatants that Hell ...
... With Heaven's artillery fraught , come rattling on 715 Over the Caspian ; then stand front to front , Hovering a space , till winds the signal blow To join their dark encounter in mid air : So frown'd the mighty combatants that Hell ...
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... not gluttonous delight , Till many years over thy head return : So mayst thou live ; till , like ripe fruit , thou drop 535Into thy mother's lap ; or be with ease 525 540Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd ; for death mature : This is ...
... not gluttonous delight , Till many years over thy head return : So mayst thou live ; till , like ripe fruit , thou drop 535Into thy mother's lap ; or be with ease 525 540Gather'd , not harshly pluck'd ; for death mature : This is ...
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Thus with ten wounds 190 The river - dragon tamed at length submits To let his sojourners depart , and oft Humbles his stubborn heart ; but still , as ice More harden'd after thaw ; till , in his rage Pursuing whom he late dismiss'd ...
Thus with ten wounds 190 The river - dragon tamed at length submits To let his sojourners depart , and oft Humbles his stubborn heart ; but still , as ice More harden'd after thaw ; till , in his rage Pursuing whom he late dismiss'd ...
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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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