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... eternal being To undergo eternal punishment ? Whereto with speedy words th ' Arch - fiend reply'd . Fall'n Cherube , to be weak is miserable Doing or Suffering : but of this be sure , To do aught good never will be our task , But ever ...
... eternal being To undergo eternal punishment ? Whereto with speedy words th ' Arch - fiend reply'd . Fall'n Cherube , to be weak is miserable Doing or Suffering : but of this be sure , To do aught good never will be our task , But ever ...
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... eternal Regions : lowly reverent Towards either Throne they bow , and to the ground With solemn adoration down they cast 350 Thir Crowns inwove with Amarant and Gold , Immortal Amarant , a Flour which once In Paradise , fast by the Tree ...
... eternal Regions : lowly reverent Towards either Throne they bow , and to the ground With solemn adoration down they cast 350 Thir Crowns inwove with Amarant and Gold , Immortal Amarant , a Flour which once In Paradise , fast by the Tree ...
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John Milton. Therfore Eternal silence be thir doome . And now thir Mightiest quelld , the battel swerv'd , With many an inrode gor'd ... Eternal dayes ? ) 420 What Heavens Lord had powerfullest to send Against us from 134 Paradise Lost.
John Milton. Therfore Eternal silence be thir doome . And now thir Mightiest quelld , the battel swerv'd , With many an inrode gor'd ... Eternal dayes ? ) 420 What Heavens Lord had powerfullest to send Against us from 134 Paradise Lost.
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Adam agni Angels Antistrophe appeerd arms aught Battel Beast behold bliss Boötes brest bright calld Clouds Dagon dark Death deeds deep delight didst divine doth dwell Earth Eternal evil eyes fair farr Father Faunus fear fire Fruit giv'n glorious glory Gods gold'n Grace hand happie hast hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell highth Hill holy honour Israel John Milton joind Jove King light live Lord Lycidas malè mihi Muse neath night numina op'n Paradise Paradise Lost peace perfet praise PSAL quæ rais'd repli'd returnd round Satan seat seemd Serpent shade shalt shew sight Skie Son of God Song soon soul spake Spirit Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thir thou thou art thou hast thought Throne tibi Tree turnd vertue voice wandring Warr wingd wings World