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John Milton. To happier life , knowledge of Good and Evil ; Of good , how just ? of evil , if what is evil Be real , why not known , since easier shunnd ? God therefore cannot hurt ye , and be just ; Not just , not God ; not feard then ...
John Milton. To happier life , knowledge of Good and Evil ; Of good , how just ? of evil , if what is evil Be real , why not known , since easier shunnd ? God therefore cannot hurt ye , and be just ; Not just , not God ; not feard then ...
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... evil hour thou didst give eare To that false Worm , of whomsoever taught To counterfet Mans voice , true in our Fall , False in our promisd Rising ; since our Eyes Op'nd we find indeed , and find we know Both Good and Evil , Good lost ...
... evil hour thou didst give eare To that false Worm , of whomsoever taught To counterfet Mans voice , true in our Fall , False in our promisd Rising ; since our Eyes Op'nd we find indeed , and find we know Both Good and Evil , Good lost ...
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... Evil , since his taste Of that defended Fruit ; but let him boast His knowledge of Good lost , and Evil got , Happier , had it suffic't him to have known Good by it self , and Evil not at all . He sorrows now , repents , and prayes ...
... Evil , since his taste Of that defended Fruit ; but let him boast His knowledge of Good lost , and Evil got , Happier , had it suffic't him to have known Good by it self , and Evil not at all . He sorrows now , repents , and prayes ...
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