Robo poem for 2024-07-21
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Servant of Victorie and SUS, MAROCCO and Saviour
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of Evening rose: When to attain, And none can
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grow Where neither Sea, and aspiring
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To deathless pain? where silence be
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severd, we perhaps When God that live, scarse
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pleasant labour, and shame hee Affecting God-head, and which
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made right, a Towr; his sight no dearth:
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But say all, Though single. From what doubt
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it might There best, where first resolv'd,
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If Natures know'st, and understood must follow, to soar
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Above all assaults Their Altars by
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change Of Angels, they like one in figure
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wedge thir freedom both of sorrow, doleful shades,
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where most shall stand in Heav'n Pursuing
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drive them Rock of God, In us
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all: this our revolt, yet large
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to tell him fled VERTUMNUS, or
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middle Spirits that suffering death, like
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which glory and wide Tenfold the Sons Came
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like This day of Grain, or once
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past, to go, so fresh field Of conjugal attraction
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unreprov'd, And CHAOS, Ancestors of Paradise first adornd With sinfulness
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of Spirits for who sought Evil into
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th' ambrosial smell of old repute, Consent or may
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praise; Who hates me, & oft his Engins,
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but this gift of God; That lay
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by, For me, though ADAMS room
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Throng numberless, like Armes No second stock
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proceed. Much reason, to supply Perhaps
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thou must outlive Thy way round Thick-rammd, at hand,
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she love, there to Die; How have fed: yet populous
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retaines Number to frustrate all Temples
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th' effect of misery, and remembrest
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what doubt And they stood, And ACCARON and
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devote, He lights, if he is, from the
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Heav'nly Maker, though God Rais'd on by Vision
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led by curse Thir morning Sun Soon
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learnd, now Sea, together calls, Or high thoughts, Vain
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Warr on herb, tree, fruit, urg'd home, While
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the Wall a Harp To which assert th'
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AEGAEAN Ile: thus SATAN fell, And by ventring higher
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then mistrust, but by command thir
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desire, which ADAM repli'd. Neither our condition, thus consulting,
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thus expell'd to woe, And visage incompos'd Answer'd.
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I repent and bare, unsightly, unadorn'd, Brought her in
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Nature: more her balme. But what fall Hee
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boulder now, repents, and shame nigh hand to pleasure,
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though legal works. This yet inflicted, as
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fast, fear here on NORWEGIAN hills,
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to dissolve: When suddenly at large
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for open Eyes, new life. So Man, Anointed
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universal shout that prospect lay. Down
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clov'n to follow me, or Faerie Elves, Whose
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waves his Beams, or manacl'd with like which
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glory and smoak: Such I still
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compassing the PHOENICIANS call'd aloud. So spake the Field; Upon
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her houre Shed thir play. To worst extreams,
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and stay: forlorn and don Invincibly; but less
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Then Fruits in EDEN, now has a
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woodie Theatre Of Godhead, gave way she deserts
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thee will support That cruel expectation. Yet
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unconsum'd. Before my Word, the slumber, on yon dreary Plain,
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and passion in bounds in debate What call'st thou
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beest he; But more fierce, From all: this
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work, in Glory abounds, Therefore to obstruct his Ire,
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Though chang'd his voice thou profoundest Hell
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debas'd, and tumults vain, when the uprooted Hills
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where th' Eternal silence yields To Gods presence,
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neerest Mate With Heav'ns fugitives, and jarring sound Of LOCUSTS,
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warping on som small as from him just
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Circumference, O Powers as this frail Originals,
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and unespi'd To set His single
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imperfection, and as Princes, Potentates, Warriers, the wave, and
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with th' upright heart enlarges, hath pronounc't it
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not known Or if from Heav'n, once
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yours, now expect A goodly Tree of this flying
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march forlorn, th' Horizon to right against
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Law by me here Thus with secret gaze,
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Or cast Ominous conjecture on himself impaird.
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Deep malice to extend His Nostril
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wide Lantskip all anxious cares, And found
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here, as in Heav'n of Battel; and involve, done
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Mayst ever plotting how endu'd, and let
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dry Land In billows, leave ye,
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and Angels, yet aloof? The ridges of this Gulfe
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Confounded though legal works. See golden seat's, Frequent and
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uncropt falls to help And rapture
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wanted yet felt tenfold Adamant, his spread his
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Word the warriour Angel mov'd, Fluctuats
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disturbd, yet public reason just, said SATAN, and other viewing
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Becam'st enamour'd, and Shield: now from before it be henceforth
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seek new ris'n or thir doings God Of ABBANA
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and with to elude, thus began. Father
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to that gently rais'd Ambition. Yet dazle
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Heav'n, and full. After these mid-hours, till
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Death, and involve, done all Creatures are
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easily obeyd Innumerable. As stood yet would know thee unblam'd?
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since humane reach The circuit wide. Strait couches close,
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That Golden Cloud descending from hence without end it.
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Into their own that gently rais'd Above th'
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AEGAEAN Ile: thus milde Zone Dwell not
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visible, th' Earths inmost womb, more abundant growes, The
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starrie Spheare A PHOENIX, gaz'd by angry JOVE usurping
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reign'd: these hallowd limits thou in
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narrow vent appli'd To first grand Foe,
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while Sonorous mettal blowing adverse power and with
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what reward Awaits the lowring Element Scowls ore
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Hill of monstrous shapes immense, a Meteor streaming
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to Heav'n. Shee as this less miserable
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it so, as ours) Have gathered aught
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on IMAUS bred, Whose wanton Mask, or seeming pure,
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Severe, but a Summers Rose, and
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unfrequented left Among those seav'n Who speedily through
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experience taught To search and durst defie th' impure
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as we may express thee Earths habitant. And Valour
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or Months, or might mean, & tend thir
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inventions they brought down from THYESTEAN Banquet, turn'd
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by Death the gracious signs of electronic works Created
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mute all things, Which God alone, By
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owing owes not, waiting close by John Milton If
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thence distinct by surprize To hoarce TRINACRIAN shore:
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Nor of anyone in narrow room The one
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small infantry Warr'd on flours, much advanc't, Came like
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which most adhere, Hee Heav'n of Day and enterd
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in, and permanent future we never to soar Above
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his RUSSIAN Foe so happie places thou grieve him,
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and am Hell; that strow the Stork On EUROPE
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with perplexing thoughts of Worshippers Holy Memorials, acts of
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Life to do I guess, Who guards
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Just are at whose mortal sight. And
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fewel'd entrals thence raise them stood Or sympathie, or
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weakest prove Tedious alike: Of Mankind
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they serv'd, a shooting Starr Of
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horrible a fee or send Against the tender herb,
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tree, fruit, urg'd Main Promontories flung,
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which their great adventurer from JOVE. Her Son.
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As once he might have thir long have
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marr'd What Man till then thou canst represent As
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Clouds, before us, and strook With tufts
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the Waves, all th' Almighty, since he dwells not
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quite shut of monstrous size, TITANIAN,
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or over-reacht Would thou spak'st, Knew never
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parted forelock manly hung Like TENERIFF or may
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deem him, who serve, where soonest recompence Of
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som great Idea. Up to do what Pit
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by just avenging Sword begin Your
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dungeon stretching far and full. After soft touching, whisperd thus.
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Ye Mists and show The Woman, best gift, my
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nether Empire, that bide In heart explores. Whence and
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untrod; All on her coming to Death must after him
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the river of him, what the Snow
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From PANEAS the Moon. Thither his
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seat of shame, and apprehended nothing merited, nor
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wanted they outcast from one secure I
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attaine, ADAM, rise, Wings were but narrow
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room Throng numberless, And the right endu'd With the
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secret now I tend. These disobedient; sore hath
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joynd In other once upright wing Easing
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thir place foretold The works knowledge past example
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to rule by wondrous length and sole cause Among
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the fulness dwels of Fragrance, where bounds
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Confine with swiftest wing, or Faerie Elves,
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Whose vertue, for on Bitnet (Judy now enjoind
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Laborious, till the passive both, Nor content with
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Eyes to passion to taste: Betwixt DAMIATA
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and place Of utmost skirts with shaddowing Squadrons
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bright, nor Rain Impetuous, and Plaine, Soft-ebbing;
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nor could hav orepow'rd such united force of doom frail
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World; at THEB'S and interrupt his skaly rind
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Moors by Moon, And Devils to wish
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and laughs the Sons Now resting, bless'd them,
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up here we need not Gods
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And these are gratefully repli'd. Ascend, I will
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they weend That day Wav'd round those
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Contrive who desir'st The Woman, best advantage, and
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Wedlock-bound To basest things. Revenge, deceiv'd The Calf
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in look compos'd The ground against so perfet, not
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uniform and lies; this Empyreal Aire, Forth reaching to close
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The more was good, And wrought In spring
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Out of wing Came the frown Each
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shoulder broad, since thou think, though
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God for Man. With clamor dround Both
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SIN, and smoak: Such to give
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thee do not lost; the Minstrelsie of eternal
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Regions: lowly down from those rebellious, here onely, who
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beholds Cherube and obstacle found So prevalent Encamping,
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plac'd Within his Throne For Gods! yet hard and Feminine,
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Her old OLYMPUS rul'd the use this now
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expect great World unborn; For ever, then, Of
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Battel, sunk Under what glorious works, yet oft accus'd
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Serpent sleeping, where thou like the
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flourie roof Pendant by
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