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Page 149
... things so high and strange , things to thir thought So unimaginable as hate in Heav'n , And Warr so neer the Peace of God in bliss 55 With such confusion : but the evil soon Driv'n back redounded as a flood on those From whom it sprung ...
... things so high and strange , things to thir thought So unimaginable as hate in Heav'n , And Warr so neer the Peace of God in bliss 55 With such confusion : but the evil soon Driv'n back redounded as a flood on those From whom it sprung ...
Page 170
... things remote From use , obscure and suttle , but to know That which before us lies in daily life , Is the prime Wisdom ; what is more , is fume , Or emptiness , or fond impertinence , And renders us in things that most concerne ...
... things remote From use , obscure and suttle , but to know That which before us lies in daily life , Is the prime Wisdom ; what is more , is fume , Or emptiness , or fond impertinence , And renders us in things that most concerne ...
Page 330
... things , or think I know them not ; not therefore am I short Of knowing what I ought : he who receives Light from above , from the fountain of light , No other doctrin needs , though granted true ; But these are false , or little else ...
... things , or think I know them not ; not therefore am I short Of knowing what I ought : he who receives Light from above , from the fountain of light , No other doctrin needs , though granted true ; But these are false , or little else ...
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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