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John Milton. And when we seek , as now , thy gift of sleep . This said unanimous , and other Rites Observing none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into ... seek 765 770 No happier state , and know to know no more 92 Paradise Lost.
John Milton. And when we seek , as now , thy gift of sleep . This said unanimous , and other Rites Observing none , but adoration pure Which God likes best , into ... seek 765 770 No happier state , and know to know no more 92 Paradise Lost.
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... seek I , no nor in Heav'n To dwell , unless by maistring Heav'ns Supreme ; 125 Nor hope to be my self less miserable By what I seek , but others to make such As I , though thereby worse to me redound : For onely in destroying I finde ...
... seek I , no nor in Heav'n To dwell , unless by maistring Heav'ns Supreme ; 125 Nor hope to be my self less miserable By what I seek , but others to make such As I , though thereby worse to me redound : For onely in destroying I finde ...
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... seek needless cause to approve The Faith they owe ; when earnestly they seek Such proof , conclude , they then begin to faile . To whom soon mov'd with touch of blame thus Eve . What words have past thy Lips , Adam severe , Imput'st ...
... seek needless cause to approve The Faith they owe ; when earnestly they seek Such proof , conclude , they then begin to faile . To whom soon mov'd with touch of blame thus Eve . What words have past thy Lips , Adam severe , Imput'st ...
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