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John Milton. PARADISE LOST John Milton BOOK I. Of Mans First Disobedience,
and the Fruit Of Front Cover.
John Milton. PARADISE LOST John Milton BOOK I. Of Mans First Disobedience,
and the Fruit Of Front Cover.
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Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and
lasting pain Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes That witness'd huge
affliction and dismay Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate: At once as far as
...
Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and
lasting pain Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes That witness'd huge
affliction and dismay Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate: At once as far as
...
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What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable Will, And study of
revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else
not to be overcome? That Glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from.
What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable Will, And study of
revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else
not to be overcome? That Glory never shall his wrath or might Extort from.
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... endanger'd Heav'ns perpetual King; And put to proof his high Supremacy,
Whether upheld by strength, or Chance, or Fate, Too well I see and rue the dire
event, That with sad overthrow and foul defeat Hath lost us Heav'n, and all this
mighty ...
... endanger'd Heav'ns perpetual King; And put to proof his high Supremacy,
Whether upheld by strength, or Chance, or Fate, Too well I see and rue the dire
event, That with sad overthrow and foul defeat Hath lost us Heav'n, and all this
mighty ...
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ADAM Angel Arms Beast began behold bliss bounds bright bring Cloud created Creatures dark Death deep delight Divine dreadful dwell Earth equal Eternal evil eyes fair Faith fall farr Father fear fell field fire Fruit Gate Glorie Gods grace hand happie hast hath head heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell Hill hope human King Land least leave less light live look lost Love mind Morn Nature never Night once pain Paradise peace perhaps pure Reason Reign rest rise round SATAN seat seek Serpent shape side sight Sons soon sound spake Spirits stand Starrs stood sweet taste thee thence things thir thou thoughts Throne till Tree vertue voice Warr whence wide Winds wings World