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... op'n Warr or covert guile , We now debate ; who can advise , may speak . He ceas'd , and next him Moloc , Scepterd King Stood up , the strongest and the fiercest Spirit That fought in Heav'n ; now fiercer by despair : His trust was with ...
... op'n Warr or covert guile , We now debate ; who can advise , may speak . He ceas'd , and next him Moloc , Scepterd King Stood up , the strongest and the fiercest Spirit That fought in Heav'n ; now fiercer by despair : His trust was with ...
Page 152
... op'n to themselves at length the way Up hither , under long obedience tri'd , 150 155 And Earth be chang'd to Heav'n , and Heav'n to Earth , 160 One Kingdom , Joy and Union without end . Mean while inhabit laxe , ye Powers of Heav'n ...
... op'n to themselves at length the way Up hither , under long obedience tri'd , 150 155 And Earth be chang'd to Heav'n , and Heav'n to Earth , 160 One Kingdom , Joy and Union without end . Mean while inhabit laxe , ye Powers of Heav'n ...
Page 162
... Op'n , ye everlasting Gates , they sung , Op'n , ye Heav'ns , your living dores ; let in The great Creator from his work returnd Magnificent , his Six Days work , a World ; Op'n , and henceforth oft ; for God will deigne To visit oft ...
... Op'n , ye everlasting Gates , they sung , Op'n , ye Heav'ns , your living dores ; let in The great Creator from his work returnd Magnificent , his Six Days work , a World ; Op'n , and henceforth oft ; for God will deigne To visit oft ...
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