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... Satan with his Angels now fallen into Hell , describ'd here , not in the Center ( for Heaven and Earth may be suppos'd as yet not made , certainly not yet accurst ) but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest call'd Chaos : Here Satan ...
... Satan with his Angels now fallen into Hell , describ'd here , not in the Center ( for Heaven and Earth may be suppos'd as yet not made , certainly not yet accurst ) but in a place of utter darkness , fitliest call'd Chaos : Here Satan ...
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... Satan thir chief undertakes alone the voyage , is honourd and applauded . The Councel thus ended , the rest betake them several wayes and to several imployments , as bir inclinations lead them , to entertain the time till Satan return ...
... Satan thir chief undertakes alone the voyage , is honourd and applauded . The Councel thus ended , the rest betake them several wayes and to several imployments , as bir inclinations lead them , to entertain the time till Satan return ...
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... Satan in this new World , and the sin by Man there committed , resolve to sit no longer confin'd in Hell , but to follow Satan thir Sire up to the place of Man : To make the Way easier from Hell to this World to and fro , they pave a ...
... Satan in this new World , and the sin by Man there committed , resolve to sit no longer confin'd in Hell , but to follow Satan thir Sire up to the place of Man : To make the Way easier from Hell to this World to and fro , they pave a ...
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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