Robo poem for 2021-10-20
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Please check Fruitless imbraces: or no, let th'
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adopted Clusters, to discover wide Lantskip
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all assaults Their Altars by strength intire Strongly to
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partake with me. To you will
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Supream, And Spirits, O Son, Possesses thee
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not, revolted Spirit, that when vapors
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fir'd Impress the suggested cause, What pleasing was
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good: So saying, by forbidd'n means.
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This eBook or delay: And kennel there, Feilds and woe,
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Sinne and laughs the terms imposed by so
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with crescent Horns; To overcome but what
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doubt we need With Sails and wished Morn
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To recommend coole recess, Free, and Glorie
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then, Of amplitude almost no way, not eate,
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Yet parcht with fair Apples, I
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come call'd aloud. If ye know not whom
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they burne: Till night, when she needed hands
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ere th' obscene dread Emperour with
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dreadful and wilde, The Power supream? And
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stumbl'd many, who disobeyes Mee thus, unmovd
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with me on, with blood Of Heav'n stand of wise,
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against the Almighty Victor in Hall (Though like which no
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sudden, but rackt with pride, and hostile din,
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That Shepherd, who sent propitious, some thing no
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cost and enthrall'd By sin or
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morrows next More miserable; both live, of Armies at each
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of Beauties powerful Art Pontifical, a land Men
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with loud Heard farr off this agreement. If so
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prevaild, that smooth rin'd, or later; which alone bent
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to men innumerable, there no cloud in look
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Drew after some say, Seems wisest, vertuousest, discreetest, best; All
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of drossiest Ore bog or Fancie is free, not
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Thy message, like Lightning and Grooms besmeard with
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dangers and scum'd the Pole. O Fruit Of
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wicked wayes with chilling gripe fast Threw forth, till
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at eeve In factious opposition, till anon His head
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and your Legions fell: If he fares,
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Treading the scale aloft: that blowing
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Martial sounds: At random yeilded light of season
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judg'd, the Garden Trees In counterpoise, now
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Then such grace The fatal Dart Strange
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alteration in debate What better shroud, som
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new broiles: Be it fled before her
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bestial Gods; for I go This annual wound
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in despair, to taste? Forbid who
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enjoy Inseparablie thine, to enrage thee That kept
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for Thou at general Ancestor repli'd. O much the Tyger,
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as nam'd BEELZEBUB. To your knowledge within
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soare Of hazard in daily Train. 1.B.
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"Project Gutenberg"), you two, her perverseness, but curses on Bitnet
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(Judy now his breath her ample Square from God
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to comply with hoarse cadence lull Sea-faring
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men they First lighted from the branches
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would reare ye living might. But his head,
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but peace can despise. For his experienc't eye,
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and interrupt can bring me light Heavie, though
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numberd such Vertue should find grace, The Author of
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Hell, and ye right, that what thy God,
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now (Certain to sit the Waters; what
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resolution and with grasped arm's Clash'd on mee is
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enterd; yet lies within him MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels watching round?
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Here in Heav'n so hainous now, his
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foes, Not ti'd or strength, this subject not;
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shee in honour him sole Auditress; Her unadorned golden Sun
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guilds with adverse power to entertain her Axle
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torn The living, each kinde, and paine, Can
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execute What pleasure not need Refreshment,
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whether food, or Kid, that bore Semblance
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of this our afflicted Powers, That lie hid;
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Of thickest Legions to simplicitie Resigns her
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fair Apples, I carry hence; and
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where, if ever, by strength, this Maine
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from Eternal purpose serves His course began, and kickt
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the assistance they have their kinde. The Glory
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never to simplicitie Resigns her popular Tribes Of those
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things new, Both SIN, and Darkness
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Night bids us now breath'd The storie
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heard thee Freely they were Land
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hereafter from him seduc't, but afford him thou, and slow,
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Who first Be fruitful, which resounds In posture have
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foyld, If true, here with corporeal barr.
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But Justice, sending thee rais'd By Men
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also, and (c) any work lies,
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yet inflicted, as Night he breathd. If chance Or
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taint integritie; but hid themselves not after
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thoughts and dwell in peace. Can make All
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he stood unmindful ABDIEL that soyle
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may much to spirit remains Invincible,
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and thou where Champions could pittie thus
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With more train of Fruits, & there
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ye Powers And various mouths. There dwell his ponderous
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shield Ethereal Vertues; or send up here their works
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a pitchy cloud in might; The sacred Hill, Mystical dance,
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To mortal tast Brought forth Afresh with me long
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divisible, and Omnipotent to be shut,
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And LICHAS from out of that shall
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he felt unusual weight, till on In
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prospect, what art to Hell: so
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from AFRIC shore their Generals Voyce they
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to taste nor shall find thee also
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to tell how glorious and help And drink the
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brittle strength of this question thy relation
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now; Know whether washt by favour and rout Enter'd,
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and leave them, th' innumerable swarme, and lyes
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the superiour Fiend at choice Here Nature
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set the seventh from thir change, Though temper'd heav'nly,
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for possession put off, the pledge Of richest hand
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what higher Would not now. For strength
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within Or this, and therein plac't
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or limitation of this text should
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be scann'd by fire Into th' Ocean brim, Shot
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paralel to this happy place, A vast
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TYPHOEAN rage And leave i'th' midst of fraud; and
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Darkness old, Where Joy entire. Then voluble and
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blaines must after Heaven Left him with Walks, and
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fill I resolve, ADAM answerd frowning stern. Not diffident
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Of hope the excellence, but that I, no Spie,
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With mortal dint, Save what thy folly, and all
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Starrs, how weak, If then bursting forth by
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shading the use of Morn. Now
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came flocking; but th' Ocean stream:
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Him by Limb Sutable grace They die; Nor God,
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thereby to restore The banded to my hand He
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to degree in scorn. Think not, till then paus'd,
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As resting found So sung of
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God; That were these are my wisdom, and
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MESSIAH, and spred Among the sudden blaze diffus'd, so
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was false And me shalt know. And faithful, now
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behold them of sinful state, and honour
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claim'd AZAZEL as that furie stay'd, Quencht in thick
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with addition strange; yet inflicted, as the evil soon
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unsay What though SPRING and obstinacie, and
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oft Bank the terms of Hell, then
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they stand, This Tree of God; That space
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of thee, mighty wings he receaves The hasty multitude
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Admiring enter'd, and glory as nam'd Thrones, With first
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fruits of thee, and therein stand. For envie
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what multitudes the work, Least total darkness
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cover. But by command Single, is
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Knowledge grew Transform'd: but now all
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things, The Adversarie. Nor knowing not eating Death: Satiate
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with adverse We may seduce Thee I
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blame behind: Which to soar Above th'
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Eevning from beneath, Down from labour then as
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chief; among the Hell trembled as Sea-men
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tell, though to end Nights Hemisphere
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Divided: Light Exhaling first seduc'd them
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derided, while Sonorous mettal blowing Martial sounds:
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At length of som suppos'd with
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moving speech, Turnd fierie Cope of despite,
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Whom fli'st thou? whom now ye Waters under
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the surging smoak and Odours and with hideous
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change. He onward com ADAM severe, And thy appetite,
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that sight; but delight, By conversation
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with Envy and Organ; and changing
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stile be then human. Nor stood
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who without thy Compeers, Us'd to my displeasure for delicacie
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best, into the Sapient King Exalted
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to soar Above th' AEQUATOR, as Starrs, last
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will Whom thus expos'd. But like one Soul hath
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naught vallu'd he despis'd His full of
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short hour Not mee. They gladly of
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noblest temper so had general Sire Hymning
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th' Eevning and willing feet Fell with
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Golden those deep-throated Engins belcht, whose operation brings To
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evils which now flotes, but for
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Man Clad to abolish, least sin in vaine, Under
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him danger with almost no second fate: Mee first
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thir stings Then Herbs Espoused EVE to provoke, or Spring,
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or object by success untaught His eye not
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there to men. Immediately a steep flight Upborn
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with exhilerating vapour bland words at th' expanse
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of Warr, we propound, and wee
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style The Pledge of revenge, that polish Life, inducement strong
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hold my Chariot, guide My sole Dominion like
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which most irregular they guessd him whose stol'n Fruit Of
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outward lustre; that gently rais'd Their childrens cries
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unheard, that Starr In curles on Bitnet (Judy now
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Advanc't in Heav'n hides nothing hard, for
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the dreadful voice disswades; for flight, None seconded, as
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Autumnal Leaves together went a fee for fight, the
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first began, and sweet-smelling Herbs Espoused EVE
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Felt less prepar'd, That to naught, Or where Earth
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beneath, Down a graine, An Atom,
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with transcendent glory excites, Or other sight
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tormenting! thus EVE Address'd his Bow And
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ore the shaggie hill and ANCIENT NIGHT, I carry
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hence; and joy Tenderly wept, much for neither do
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his praise ye none! So will in Heav'n of
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Puritie, Our Enemy, our dignitie How little space was
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giv'n, with slandrous darts, and prostrate on Thrones;
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Though of Heav'n: Under his shoulders like
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that like an Angel
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