Robo poem for 2021-05-09
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Haste hither like grief behold, Into th' infernal
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Rivers pure, then befall'n, And flying March, along Innumerable
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force or happy Realms of Elements the common to
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Life Our frailtie and voices all Temples th' adopted
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Clusters, to soar Above them his breath
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stir not in hell Precedence, none, so long
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have sunk: the flag Of great bidding darkness cover. But
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evil much to do what change
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To mortal Sin and Heav'n Star-pav'd. If steep, suspens
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in behalf Patron or ignominy, or
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ranke Your change Of Jasper, or Garden-Plot more
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duteous at Altars, when I fear, which methinks
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I here observd His name, O Prince, O Fruit forbidd'n!
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som new happie Garden plac't, with words constraind. There they
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need, or flew, and dwell on
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highest place In Adamantine Gates; three
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folds were coming, and Land he Created,
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much wondring tell him perplext, where stood for
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death condemnd A cloudy Chair ascending pile
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Stood thick entwin'd, As we then? what it speak Such
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disproportions, with revenge: cruel his shape, So
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speaking and tinsel Trappings, gorgious Knights In favour equal
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rage Transports our afflicted Powers, That slumberd, wakes with
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me soon return, had need of various Laws
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to seek their revenge. First, what if thrown
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by me, whom mutual help And torment
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me once, and press'd her shadow seem'd, to soar
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Above all force Of dalliance had wove with feats
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of him, such wherein no unbounded hope relies. Thee
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I love desert and waves orethrew BUSIRIS and longing
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pines; Yet unconsum'd. Before all hope the
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supreme King Ride on slime, This downfall; since
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the boyling cells prepar'd, That with ADAM, rise, and
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thrice threefold the Cherube, to augment. The
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Parts besides Of Fruit-trees overwoodie reachd
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too late, now reignes Full Orb'd the waste
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and laid Numbers that bad plight, devise Like Night, Now
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not, Whereon I will reigne; As my might,
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All sadness but favour'd more elevate,
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and SILOA'S Brook that swim th' irrational,
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Death menac't would build: Others apart sat
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Alone, and assume These past, the West, which yonder starrie
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train: But O shame Cast out huge must weepe. Produced
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by Moon, whose end us, hate,
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of faithfulness profan'd! Faithful to my associate Powers, Hear
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all ere Night, Seed Is hard; for a
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silent course advance To hide The
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invalidity or pain, Vaunting aloud, Then violence: for
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us he was, whose shape Starr perhaps Shall
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breath that way which not here
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with Cedars crownd Above them easier conquest now (Certain
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to model Heav'n receiv'd us long after,
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now lament his rage; Under whose Bark by
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curse let us hence: Here swallow'd
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up here Varied his Angel guest, as not guiltie
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all things, The burd'n of Spirits adjudg'd to
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soar Above them admonish, and oft he
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thereat Offended, worth ambition though both precedes. Section
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1. General Terms of thee, and
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sulfurous Fire; Nathless he formd flesh of peace assur'd,
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without redemption, without shoar; and Gold;
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Nor holy Eyes; With lust hard
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Mov'd our dungeon, not slip th' incensed Deitie, Flashing
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thick a World; Open, ye seek
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Som such wherein thou attended gloriously from Eternitie,
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dwelt happy Fields more envy whom now debate; who aspires
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Vain Warr Irreconcileable, to me, call'd His
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place Would Thunder hath this gloom; the Books of
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limb Heroic deem'd, I felt, Commotion governd
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thus, and highest Agents, deemd so minded still; And
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Devils to assay Of LIBRA to cringe,
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not there will be Here had long Had
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circl'd his wary speech he shall be, Though
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threatning, grew Transform'd: but that walks
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forth, th' Eastern Wind, That on JOVE, or harme.
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This is low Down had need All that infernal
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pit I yeild, and INDUS: thus
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led? Till and full. After short silence
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then all; but the dreadless Angel
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over-heard As great Altar fum'd, By wondrous length
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gave me highest, am grac't The Womb
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of rest, if lawful to enrage thee miserable
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By this be, Though threatning, grew ten thousand Harpes
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that Globe whose gray Had been refusd Those
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have past with perplexing thoughts and quite abolisht and am
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alone From mee they recoild affraid At
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that Saphire Fount of unkindly mixt, Assemble,
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and serv'd but a spacious Heav'n, with wound, though
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Regent of thee, and press'd her Will be ever
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saw that strange to proclaime Thy sovran Planter, when
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in possession put off, and taste; But bid his
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blissful solitude; he sole appoints; Number to impose: He
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back with high behest from hearts To God
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for then human. Nor grateful truce impos'd, to grow
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In duskie or Angel stand, And force of pure
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blood Of wrauth Burnt after loss, and aspiring Dominations:
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thou took'st With spots of pure Intelligence of Paradise
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of anyone anywhere at full, but rackt with
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insolence and shame By ancient TARSUS held, or
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once as struck'n mute, and therein or have
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offended. Hast thou abhorr'st That curld
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MEGAERA: greedily they around the careful
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Plowman doubting stands to repose Your numerous Verse,
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More fruitful, multiply, and Mankinde; I soare,
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Above all assaults Their living thing thou tellst Hath
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Omnipresence) and Justice seems; yet unfound
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most in thy foes anow besides, vaulted with Pinns
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of sorrow, doleful shades, where Champions
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could repeate, As was form'd, Save he will they
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fell asleep; but in act By
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whom thus attain to bruise and grateful Eevning
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& thoughts come sole Of everie magnitude
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of chearful waies of Elements The Sixt, and
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Warr. Each Stair mysteriously was but malice;
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lifted up beyond Compare of Light was good; and
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therein set his fault amerc't Of sympathie and feare
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Under spread his brest Stand firm, for
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Maistrie, and Shield, Born through experience of
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monstrous Serpent kind for life more
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chearful dawne In temper and Soule, Acknowledge
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him forbids: Those thoughts Had leasure, wondring lookt, beside
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it stood yet by Faith they journie, and smoak:
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Such was the midnight vapor glide obscure,
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Can never will bring obedience left Of
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new ris'n or worse destroy'd: what
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skill or West, or holds Gladly the
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Coast Of Passion, I deceav'd: that past,
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Two Planets and therein plant A mind of
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me once, with Devil met The
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Tongue of cold infernal States, and all limit, at
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command, and smoak: Such proof, Hell-born, not
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purchase deare Short intermission none I
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deem) So spake the dear pledge Of
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airie threats Gave heed, but far blazing, as whereon MESSIAH
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was bent to prevent The savourie
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pulp they durst affront his gestures fierce
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extreams, and forth among them back
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defeated to mix And rest were known.
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Farr be from the Signal giv'n,
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th' infernal dregs Adverse to identify, do
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I rue the Highest, and gave way Pursues, as
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infinite, Is open? or creating derivative works, so ordains:
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this work, in unapproached light Rebellion rising, will
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and shame beneath This said, as ours) Have
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left desert and too fast shut Excel'd her course
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ore the Fathers praise him, saw her summd up,
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shall his Peers: attention due. To him serve
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Of foul distrust, and rueful throes. At Eev'n, And
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O indignitie! Subjected to joine Melodious part, Since first
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make the wooff; His wrath or conceald, Then sweet,
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Nor great Author of Spirits immortal Fruits? If patiently thy
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flesh, And kennel there, nor touch; here
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shalt judge thou attended gloriously from
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the mightiest rais'd incessant toyle And uncompounded is
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PARADISE, ADAMS room large Into a Mount,
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while in Heav'n so faire. Round the rode Triumphant
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through our success, Throws his wonted favour sent
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from begging peace: and smoak: Such I cannot fail, Since
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higher then PANDORA, whom soon determin, or Death, and devote,
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He brings, and sloth, Surfet, and instinct. Whence rushing
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he drops Ten thousand various style The
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thronging Helms Appear'd, and longing wait The Mother to
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believe Those terms of God; That
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stone, Carbuncle most just; this enclosure green,
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As the draff and concoctive heate Of ancient
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yet submiss, though she hasted, and
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bloom, or heav'd his Father, and Diurnal Spheare;
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Till dieted by command Shall grieve him, mee deserves
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No second ADAM reply'd. Empress of strict Senteries and
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terrour of Spirits arm'd Out of injur'd merit,
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That of Warr, Nor hee incenst at mine eyes
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what all Temples th' accuser. Thus over fond,
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on whom th' OLYMPIAN Hill nor thou met? thy
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Vertues, winged Warriour thus and cannot live.
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For solitude What if aught of Hell,
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on himself not soon revives, Death is, and ought
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that flaming Mount of good, Where God takes
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no influence foment and spoil and
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young Exploded, and Aires: Then lighted from Heav'n
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rejoic'd, and faded cheek, but endu'd With branches
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overgrown, grottesque and regain the Zenith like
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grief behold, Into th' EUBOIC Sea. Then Crown'd
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With furious windes Brought forth Infinite goodness, grace
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and Saviour of peace recoverd sad. Evil
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in writing (or any money paid the Majesty of
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this agreement. There is a space, till wandring mazes
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lost. From her in Heav'n his, or presaging, from
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the Maker still good hour: no pain to
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force he fled, and shame hee to rase Som
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other wheel the subjected Plaine;
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