 What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judged us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears Watering the ground, and with our sighs the air Frequenting, sent from hearts contrite,...  Paradise Lost: A Poem, in Twelve Books. The Last Edition. The Author John Milton - Page 33by John Milton - 1754Full view - About this book
 | 1810 - 482 pages
...this life, sustain'i] By him with many comforts, til) we end lu dust, our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate f»H Utiorc him reverent, and there confers Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tear*... | |
 | William Hayley - Poets, English - 1810 - 484 pages
...this life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dustj our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent; and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg ; with tears... | |
 | John Milton - 1813 - 342 pages
...life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. lOSi What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears... | |
 | John Milton - 1817 - 214 pages
...this lite, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate lull Before him reverent ; and there confess Humbly our limits, and pardon beg; with tears... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1820 - 832 pages
...this life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, all we end In dust, our final rest and native home. th' unwilling wether drag along ; And, glorying in his might, the stur prostrate fall Before him reverent ; and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg ; with tears... | |
 | John Aikin - English poetry - 1821 - 356 pages
...this life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent ; and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg ; with tears... | |
 | Classical poetry - 1822 - 284 pages
...this life/sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judged us, prostrate fall Before him reverent; and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg;... | |
 | Jacques Delille - English poetry - 1824 - 404 pages
...this life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. What better can we do, than, to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent; and there confess 1 Humbly our faults, and pardon beg ; with tears... | |
 | John Milton - 1824 - 580 pages
...life, sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. IQSS What better can we do, than to the place Repairing where he judg'd us, prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears... | |
 | William Hazlitt - English poetry - 1824 - 1062 pages
...this life sustain'd By him with many comforts, till we end In dust, our final rest and native home. in prostrate fall Before him reverent, and there confess Humbly our faults, and pardon beg, with tears... | |
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