The Poetical Works of John Milton, Band 1William Pickering, 1826 |
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... Hell , a Hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I should be , all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater ? Here at least We shall be free ; th ' Almighty hath not built Here for his envy , will ...
... Hell , a Hell of Heav'n . What matter where , if I be still the same , And what I should be , all but less than he Whom thunder hath made greater ? Here at least We shall be free ; th ' Almighty hath not built Here for his envy , will ...
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... Hell , And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on . 667 Satan was now at hand ; and from his seat The monster , moving onward , came as fast With horrid strides ; Hell trembled as he strode ...
... Hell , And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on . 667 Satan was now at hand ; and from his seat The monster , moving onward , came as fast With horrid strides ; Hell trembled as he strode ...
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... Hell ; myself am Hell ; And in the lowest deep a lower deep , Still threat'ning to devour me , opens wide , To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven . O then at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance , none for pardon left ...
... Hell ; myself am Hell ; And in the lowest deep a lower deep , Still threat'ning to devour me , opens wide , To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven . O then at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance , none for pardon left ...
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Adam Almighty Andrew Marvel Angels appear'd arm'd arms beast behold bliss bright burning lake call'd celestial Cherub Cherubim created creatures dark death deep delight divine dread eternal evil eyes fair Fair Angel fall'n Father fell Fiend fill'd fire flaming flow'rs form'd fruit gates glory Gods grace hand happy hath Heav'n Heav'n and Earth heav'nly Hell hill honour John Milton join'd King know'st less light live Martin Bucer morn mov'd night o'er ordain'd pain Paradise Lost Paradise Regained pass'd Petty France plac'd pleas'd poems pow'r praise rais'd reign reply'd return'd round Samson Agonistes Samuel Hartlib sapience Satan seat seem'd serpent shade sight soon sov'reign spake Spi'rits Spirits stars stood sweet taste thee thence thine things thither thou hast thought throne thyself tree turn'd vex'd virtue voice wand'ring whence whereof wings