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... eyes , 410 415 Sunk down and all his spirits became intranst : 420 But him the gentle Angel by the hand Soon rais'd , and his attention thus recalld . Adam , now ope thine eyes , and first behold Th ' effects which thy original crime ...
... eyes , 410 415 Sunk down and all his spirits became intranst : 420 But him the gentle Angel by the hand Soon rais'd , and his attention thus recalld . Adam , now ope thine eyes , and first behold Th ' effects which thy original crime ...
Page 576
... eyes , but rather [ s ] a fascinating Beauty exemplifying an Idea unknown , which filleth the heart with beatitude - a bearing fraught with virtue's dignity , the winning sparkle of clear black eyes , a speech adorned with divers ...
... eyes , but rather [ s ] a fascinating Beauty exemplifying an Idea unknown , which filleth the heart with beatitude - a bearing fraught with virtue's dignity , the winning sparkle of clear black eyes , a speech adorned with divers ...
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... eyes that never nodded in voice- less sleep , eyes that looked down on the lands spread out , far and wide , beneath . With these eyes Rumour is wont , often , to traverse places that lack the light , impenetrable even to the glittering ...
... eyes that never nodded in voice- less sleep , eyes that looked down on the lands spread out , far and wide , beneath . With these eyes Rumour is wont , often , to traverse places that lack the light , impenetrable even to the glittering ...
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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