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Paradise Lost: Book 06 by John Milton

By John Milton

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All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, with rosy hand Unbarred the gates of light. There is a cave Within the mount of God, fast by his throne, Where light and darkness in perpetual round Lodge and dislodge by turns, which makes through Heaven Grateful vicissitude, like day and night; Light issues forth, and at the other door Obsequious darkness enters, till her hour To veil the Heaven, though darkness there might well Seem twilight here: And now went forth the Morn

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"All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued,..."

"Paradise Lost: Book 06" by John Milton is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 912 lines. This English poem by John Milton demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. John Milton's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About John Milton

John Milton (1608–1674) was an English poet best known for "Paradise Lost" (1667), an epic poem retelling the biblical story of the Fall of Man. He also wrote "Paradise Regained," "Samson Agonistes," and the pastoral elegy "Lycidas," and is considered the greatest English epic poet.

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