Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant : what in me is dark, Illumine ; what is low, raise and support ; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Paradise lost, a poem. Pr. from the text of Tonson's correct ed. of 1711 - Page 2
by John Milton - 1801
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