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Page 183
... late ; Not sedulous by Nature to indite Warrs , hitherto the onely Argument Heroic deemd , chief maistrie to dissect With long and tedious havoc fabl❜d Knights In Battels feignd ; the better fortitude Of Patience and Heroic Martyrdom ...
... late ; Not sedulous by Nature to indite Warrs , hitherto the onely Argument Heroic deemd , chief maistrie to dissect With long and tedious havoc fabl❜d Knights In Battels feignd ; the better fortitude Of Patience and Heroic Martyrdom ...
Page 261
... late reignd , Sea - monsters whelpd And stabl'd ; of Mankind , so numerous late , All left , in one small bottom swum imbarkt . How didst thou grieve then , Adam , to behold The end of all thy Ofspring , end so sad , Depopulation ; thee ...
... late reignd , Sea - monsters whelpd And stabl'd ; of Mankind , so numerous late , All left , in one small bottom swum imbarkt . How didst thou grieve then , Adam , to behold The end of all thy Ofspring , end so sad , Depopulation ; thee ...
Page 351
... late of Israel , now the grief ; We come thy friends and neighbours not unknown 180 From Eshtaol and Zora's fruitful Vale To visit or bewail thee , or if better , Counsel or Consolation we may bring , Salve to thy Sores ; apt words have ...
... late of Israel , now the grief ; We come thy friends and neighbours not unknown 180 From Eshtaol and Zora's fruitful Vale To visit or bewail thee , or if better , Counsel or Consolation we may bring , Salve to thy Sores ; apt words have ...
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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