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Page 102
... Gods , yet able to make Gods of Men : 65 70 And why not Gods of Men , since good , the more Communicated , more abundant growes , The Author not impaird , but honourd more ? Here , happie Creature , fair Angelic Eve , Partake thou also ...
... Gods , yet able to make Gods of Men : 65 70 And why not Gods of Men , since good , the more Communicated , more abundant growes , The Author not impaird , but honourd more ? Here , happie Creature , fair Angelic Eve , Partake thou also ...
Page 200
... Gods , Knowing both Good and Evil as they know . That yee should be as Gods , since I as Man , Internal Man , is but proportion meet , I of brute human , yee of human Gods . So ye shall die perhaps , by putting off Human , to put on ...
... Gods , Knowing both Good and Evil as they know . That yee should be as Gods , since I as Man , Internal Man , is but proportion meet , I of brute human , yee of human Gods . So ye shall die perhaps , by putting off Human , to put on ...
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... gods , if he sings now the holy counsels of the gods above , now the realms deep below wherein howls a savage hound , let him live a simple , frugal life , after the fashion of the teacher who came from Samos , let herbs offer him food ...
... gods , if he sings now the holy counsels of the gods above , now the realms deep below wherein howls a savage hound , let him live a simple , frugal life , after the fashion of the teacher who came from Samos , let herbs offer him food ...
Common terms and phrases
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