Robo poem for 2021-04-03
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The punishment Inflicted? and passion to know, Why
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ask what redounds, transpires Through all Temples
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th' assembly next Mate, Both day
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entire, Invulnerable, impenitrably arm'd: Such trouble raise: Hast thou
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hast, though now retir'd Where all assaults Their
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Altars by her Beauty and said, he throws his
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seat of hate, Untam'd reluctance, and repulst
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Whatever pure thou wilt consent to death lives,
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and pain, professing next favourable spirit, propitious while
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over them easier to will decline arriv'd Who
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sees Of sorrow to submit or Kid, that wilde
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uproar. As one greater Man therefore
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joynes the spirits returnd, Into th' other, but all
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Such wonder now voutsaf't, other vaunts Then Herbs
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Espoused EVE The person lost in machine readable by us
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lies from God that brightest shine. Language: English
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All were large, where danger could long Of
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unessential Night Darkens the bottomless perdition, there
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might distemper the Spirits is for
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sight, to delight till one Soule. RAPHAEL,
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The Pilot of eternal fame in scorn. Think not
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farr, whose well suite with that mortal
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prowess, yet more graceful and Whirlwinds of anyone
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anywhere at large For I warne him disfigur'd, more
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Causes import your prey. He held His Generation, and
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willing feet pursues Things above his Glorie,
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and Asthma's, and cleerd, and found, How Nature in dismay,
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yet hov'ring o're the Cliff as
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equal all, and sunnie Raies, a singed bottom all honour
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gaine Companion dear, By present, future days dying
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rise, Whether the Conquerour? who first adornd With
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violence mov'd. If once past, if (which
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might work of Pomp and destin'd to
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that mortal snare; for Heav'n, And for these growing
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Empire; doubtless; while shame, The proof could yeild. For
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envie, or once as Argument Heroic then
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no Leader, but thee, Wondrous in heav'n
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would full terms of large heart enlarges, hath drivn out
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of mankind, though the Deep. Let no
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account. Tomorrow ere day yet into the "Right of
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vernal bloom, or have their part
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remains Invincible, and Eyes to rase Som such an
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age they sit with Envy and all Temples
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th' Apostate Angel, for Lightning and occasiond, or
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frustrate: in heat these then suspect our
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defence, lest action markt: about Project Gutenberg
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is committed and taste of anyone anywhere at
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my dwelling place. Thrice he counsels from utter Deep:
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There is low subjection; understand in Heav'n remov'd
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from Heav'n move His couchant watch, that tore
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Through Gods to warne: those male, These Gates discern
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Th' effects to soar Above th' expulsion
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of warring Winds, and lyes the
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gloom For man a spot to soar
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Above th' inspir'd With living Creatures, perfet beauty
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more zeale ador'd The suburb of
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Heavn Rowls o're ELISIAN Flours Imborderd
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on Bitnet (Judy now beholds Cherube tall:
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Who seekes To wreck all Sense, and Dominion giv'n
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to mark what sweet repast; then our loss,
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Unknown, which else enjoy'd In naked Majestie
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seemd For one Man nor Heav'n arriv'd, the
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terms of our Empire up with
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wings Over Fish replenisht, and running Streams among Gods,
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since the PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PARADISE LOST *** START
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OF SUCH DAMAGE. Creating the Threatner, look compos'd The
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facil gates of this her aide
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might hap to this vertuous touch it,
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least can repell. His god-like Guest,
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walks forth, but bring In wealth of
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Warr, since Meridian Towre: Then smell of Glorie
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to fall Degraded, Wisdom thy call.
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Now rowling, boiles in power. Shalt in sight, smell, taste;
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But God to enquire: above the wakeful Foe,
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Who now thir dwellings peace: and with
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diminution seen. First seen, them to intercede began.
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Haste hither side Or if but through experience
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of GOSHEN, who sits Our inward fraud, though Spirits
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for blissful Bower; it grew, Sat like those
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Of Pioners with rage; Under him call'd
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Satan, with caution giv'n To which
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yet Leader of Hell, say he
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voutsafes To dwell, and keen, shattering the Eye. To
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have sate Idol of Zeale and rich imblaz'd, Seraphic
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arms and cool, the liquid sweet. But mark
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how frail Originals, and our Nourisher, from
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what for the INDIAN Mount, while thus the smoothed Plank,
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The Enemie, though that I will leave Thee only
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evil or wades, or Intuitive; discourse with
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me. Some days; how found them
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aware themselves, and revels; not worst, Thus
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at Altars, when sleep thou what resolution from
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the free From hence, no Creature can grow About
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him out of MOSES and coast of thee,
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whose shape contain; Since MICHAEL Wrought still thy
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World enjoydst, And should be, we do, appeard, Not
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peace: and much the Visions of Light Secure,
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and therein By Tongue Organic, or will fall
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I Adore the Earth; with unsucceeded power.
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Shalt in hue, as Queen of vengeance
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pour'd. Forthwith from us, naming thee more, the Prince
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of desolation, voyd of Paradise Lost, by nature,
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will overcome but requir'd with crescent Horns; To God
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then gon to simplicitie Resigns her rosie steps in
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act Of Jasper, or mute, Pondering the surging
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waves, There to men. Immediately a
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shooting Starr that witherd all deprav'd, Not here, driv'n
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By Parents, yet him surer barr His
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end, And reason hath our parting and Repentance,
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none communicable in Heav'n th' extent of
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Faith or may seduce Thee once thou
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faithful side Leaning half-rais'd, with hideous joyn'd
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That for the Silvan Scene, and
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rue the Author and arbitrary punishment to prevent
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The holy One over PONTUS, and glutted offal, at
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all; with words the airie threats
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Gave proof look down To deepest Hell, a
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living Soule: And heav'nly brests? these, covering the
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number last arose With dreadful Dart; what
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other doubt And to Nobler deeds What
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call'st my displeasure for mans life
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ambrosial fragrance fill'd With thee back was worse. What
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though Spirits apostat and call'd Satan,
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with permission then, said MICHAEL, this honour these,
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But of anyone anywhere at no corner leave
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thee so large Lay pleasant, his Bowre. Thy Thunders
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magnifi'd; but all these wastful Deep; What higher
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foe. Space that past, Man his wondrous Art thou sawst,
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hourly conceiv'd A Citie Gates: anon Grey-headed men
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should thir reward on golden Scales, yet distinct by
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us make Gods own works Created
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or without redemption all ye chos'n this Universe. Look
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downward to be witness all Had
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to few unknown dangers and CHIMERA'S
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dire. The haunt Her motions, or prop, or change,
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Though of endless misery. But thir fatall hands
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his followers rather to bring ye sworn
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To sentence from pain Implacable, and
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laughs the flowing haire In horror; from any
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pass, That one Guilt, one he thereat Offended,
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worth Attempting, or heav'd his restless thoughts, how human
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pair And thus milde Zone his wakeful Bird stoop'd
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on himself; horror chil'd At his satisfaction; so scap'd
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his drudge, to Arms. Nine times the
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Earths Giant Sons Came the Moon. Thither let
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hang, as Sea-men tell, Or hollow'd bodies all armd in
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dance to higher sat, His Seasons,
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and unespi'd To mortal injurie Imperishable,
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and passion not, But evil durst dislike
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his obedience paid, When the terms of
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sorrow, doleful shades, where And high Office mean,
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& formd thee, Divine Similitude, In
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darker at once; the wide- Encroaching EVE
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(for like which understood Of Wiles, More
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dreadful length from innumerable sound his resolution
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and Groves and wild, under the damn'd Loose all
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bounteous still serves His danger, and jealousies, to reverse)
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To visit all Had gone All left, Now laid
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Gnashing for grace And ACCARON and power prevaile,
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th' occasion want, nor yet no more, What might
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dilated stood, Thir government, and death, The
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Hell to move His peace, Yet soon returns,
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Though for much advanc't, We may conclude Some days;
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how chang'd at large to Starrs Numberless, as oft,
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as Sea-men tell, Or hear'st thou met? thy offerd
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peace: All things, parted forelock manly hung not,
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as long Drie-ey'd behold? ADAM wedded to prevent worse
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relapse And clamour such rebuke, so perfet formes, Limb'd and
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therein Each at Sea and wine. Witness
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the earth a Mantle didst play In
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Battel drew, Which if ought that Starr
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Of goodliest Trees loaden with ruin
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of Myrrhe, & glad that bright Little inferior;
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but a Quire stood Before all who serve,
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new created once on yon dreary Plain, or strength, the
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horned floud, With monstrous shapes and all
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mankind in horrid crew who since, Baptiz'd or more
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by whose griesly top their Creation-Day Created mute all
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Temples th' offended taste it possible to doom severe,
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And writh'd him forbidden to avoid Th' unfounded deep,
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who denies To punish endless? wherefore
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thou my remembrance alwayes with mee, pure
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of Hell, Though now Stream, and mercy shewn On duty,
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sleeping soon Saw within Or undiminisht brightness, nor
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in creating hand Silence, and Twilight gray Had audience,
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Night had none In bold adventure then bursting forth
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at choice To want, nor wanted in comparison of
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Pomp and thereon Offer sweet thus they bow, of BABEL
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on himself, fearless return'd. By our delay? no,
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let each wing Now at will himself and condemns
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to
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