Paradise Lost: A Poem in Twelve Books. 2

Adam Againſt alſo Angels anſwer'd behold beſt bleſt bruiſe call'd canſt caſt cloud curſe death deceiv'd defert deſcend didſt dwell earth elſe eyes falſe faſt Father fear feat feed ferpent fight fince firſt fons foon foretold forrow giv'n glory haſt hath heard heart Heav'n heav'nly Hell houſe Ifrael judg'd juſt king laſt leaſt leſs leſt loft loſt mankind may'ſt moſt muſt Paradife PARADISE REGAIN'D Passau paſt pow'r reign reply'd reſt return'd ſad Satan Saviour ſaw ſay ſcarce ſea ſeaſon ſecond ſee ſeek ſeem'd ſeems ſeen ſenſe ſent ſerve ſet ſhade ſhall ſhalt ſhame ſhape ſhe ſhore ſhort ſhould ſhow ſide ſince ſmall ſome ſon Son of God ſoon ſpake ſpirit ſpring ſtand ſtar ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtrength ſtroke ſtrong ſuch ſweet taſte Tempter thee thence theſe things thoſe thou art throne thyſelf utmoſt waſte whoſe wilderneſs worfe