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... stand , The same whom John saw also in the Sun : His back was turnd , but not his brightness hid ; Of beaming sunnie Raies , a gold❜n tiar 625 Circl'd his Head , nor less his Locks behind . Illustrious on his Shoulders fledge with ...
... stand , The same whom John saw also in the Sun : His back was turnd , but not his brightness hid ; Of beaming sunnie Raies , a gold❜n tiar 625 Circl'd his Head , nor less his Locks behind . Illustrious on his Shoulders fledge with ...
Page 113
... stand In sight of God enthron'd , our happie state Hold , as you yours , while our obedience holds ; On other surety none ; freely we serve , Because we freely love , as in our will To love or not ; in this we stand or fall : And som ...
... stand In sight of God enthron'd , our happie state Hold , as you yours , while our obedience holds ; On other surety none ; freely we serve , Because we freely love , as in our will To love or not ; in this we stand or fall : And som ...
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... Stand still in bright array ye Saints , here stand Ye Angels armd , this day from Battel rest ; Faithful hath been your Warfare , and of God Accepted , fearless in his righteous Cause , And as ye have receivd , so have ye don Invincibly ...
... Stand still in bright array ye Saints , here stand Ye Angels armd , this day from Battel rest ; Faithful hath been your Warfare , and of God Accepted , fearless in his righteous Cause , And as ye have receivd , so have ye don Invincibly ...
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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