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What fear we then ? what doubt we to incense His utmost ire ? which , to the height enraged , Will either quite consume us , and reduce To nothing this essential ; happier far , Than miserable to have eternal being .
What fear we then ? what doubt we to incense His utmost ire ? which , to the height enraged , Will either quite consume us , and reduce To nothing this essential ; happier far , Than miserable to have eternal being .
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His violence thou fear'st not , being such As we , not capable of death or pain , Can either not receive , or can repel . His fraud is then thy fear , which plain infers Thy equal fear , that my firm faith and love Can by his fraud be ...
His violence thou fear'st not , being such As we , not capable of death or pain , Can either not receive , or can repel . His fraud is then thy fear , which plain infers Thy equal fear , that my firm faith and love Can by his fraud be ...
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Or if they be but false alarms of fear , How bitter is such self - delusion ! I do not think my sister so to seek , Or so unprincipled in virtue's book , And the sweet peace that goodness bcsoms ever , As that the single want of light ...
Or if they be but false alarms of fear , How bitter is such self - delusion ! I do not think my sister so to seek , Or so unprincipled in virtue's book , And the sweet peace that goodness bcsoms ever , As that the single want of light ...
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CONTENTS | 3 |
Agreement for the pullication of Paradise Lost | 134 |
Penseroso | 316 |
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Adam angels arms behold bright bring brought cause cloud comes dark death deep delight divine dwell earth evil eyes fair faith fall Father fear field fire force fruit give glory gods grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hell hill honour hope King land leave less light live look Lord lost mind morn move nature never night once pain Paradise peace perhaps praise receive rest rise round Satan seat seek shade side sight song sons soon soul sound spake spirits stand stars stood strength sweet taste thee thence things thou thoughts throne till tree true virtue voice wide winds wings wonder