The Poetical Works of John Milton, 2±Ç |
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In the mean time , God , in the assembly of holy angels , declares that he has given up his Son to be tempted by Satan , but foretells that the tempter shall be completely defeated by him ; upon which the angels sing a hymn of triumph .
In the mean time , God , in the assembly of holy angels , declares that he has given up his Son to be tempted by Satan , but foretells that the tempter shall be completely defeated by him ; upon which the angels sing a hymn of triumph .
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To whom the fiend , with fear abash'd , replied : " Be not so sore offended , Son of God , Though sons of God both angels are and men , If I , to try whether in higher sort Than these thou bear'st that title , have proposed What both ...
To whom the fiend , with fear abash'd , replied : " Be not so sore offended , Son of God , Though sons of God both angels are and men , If I , to try whether in higher sort Than these thou bear'st that title , have proposed What both ...
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EREWHILE of music , and ethereal mirth , Wherewith the stage of air and earth did ring , And joyous news of heavenly Infant's birth , My muse with angels did divide to sing ; But headlong joy is ever on the wing , In wintry solstice ...
EREWHILE of music , and ethereal mirth , Wherewith the stage of air and earth did ring , And joyous news of heavenly Infant's birth , My muse with angels did divide to sing ; But headlong joy is ever on the wing , In wintry solstice ...
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