Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Author John Milton. Correctly Printed from the Text of Thomas Newton, D.D.James Magee, 1772 - 332 psl. |
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... arm'd , 100 106 That durft diflike his reign , and me preferring , His utmost pow'r with adverfe pow'r oppos'd In dubious battle on the plains of Heaven , And shook his throne . What though the field be lost ? All is not loft ; th ...
... arm'd , 100 106 That durft diflike his reign , and me preferring , His utmost pow'r with adverfe pow'r oppos'd In dubious battle on the plains of Heaven , And shook his throne . What though the field be lost ? All is not loft ; th ...
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... - arch'd imbow'r ; or fcatter'd fedge Affote , when with fierce winds Orion arm'd 305 Hath vex'd the Red - Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred Book I. PARADISE LOST . 23.
... - arch'd imbow'r ; or fcatter'd fedge Affote , when with fierce winds Orion arm'd 305 Hath vex'd the Red - Sea coast , whose waves o'erthrew Bufiris and his Memphian chivalry , While with perfidious hatred Book I. PARADISE LOST . 23.
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... arm'd Forerun the royal camp , to trench a field , Or caft a rampart . Mammon led them on , Mammon , the leaft erected Spirit that fell From Heav'n , for e'en in Heav'n his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent , admiring more ...
... arm'd Forerun the royal camp , to trench a field , Or caft a rampart . Mammon led them on , Mammon , the leaft erected Spirit that fell From Heav'n , for e'en in Heav'n his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent , admiring more ...
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... arm'd , and at the Soldan's chair Defy'd the best of Panim chivalry 765 To mortal combat , or career with lance ) Thick fwarm'd , both on the ground and in the air Brush'd with the hifs of rufling wings . As bees In fpring time , when ...
... arm'd , and at the Soldan's chair Defy'd the best of Panim chivalry 765 To mortal combat , or career with lance ) Thick fwarm'd , both on the ground and in the air Brush'd with the hifs of rufling wings . As bees In fpring time , when ...
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... Arm'd with Hell flames and fury , all at once O'er Heav'n's high tow'rs to force refiftless way , Turning our tortures into horrid arms бо 65 Mix'd with Tartarean fulphur , and ftrange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The ...
... Arm'd with Hell flames and fury , all at once O'er Heav'n's high tow'rs to force refiftless way , Turning our tortures into horrid arms бо 65 Mix'd with Tartarean fulphur , and ftrange fire , His own invented torments . But perhaps The ...
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