Robo poem for 2021-01-01
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Second to spite then be weak indulgence
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will if Art In silence on himself or holy Hill
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this earthly, with triumphal Chariot sate him overweening To
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rest, as Princes, when call'd him call'd
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Satan, with neighbouring round. And leave Thee Native Element:
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Least from begging peace: Glorie they
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sat On evil onely, and shame To basest
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things. Revenge, deceiv'd The grosser feeds the hour thou
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deprav'st it me, & Flours were they saw, but trusting
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in despair, to return or high, And mad'st
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it away or using and cheerful, in Heav'n
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appeerd, Love triumphing, and call'd Seas:
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And Dulcimer, all Mankind. That sacred
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Songs, In close the dores Op'ning
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thir Causes, but unbuild His own folly? that too
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unequal work (or are giv'n; what
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resolution and Tackle torn; Or Altar
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breathes Ambrosial Flowers, Our wonted favour equal Joy, as
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Sea-men tell, With awful Ceremony And growing
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Plants, & Towre, whose eye Glar'd lightning, and
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complain that he center'd, and forbore
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not before us down Thus talking to tell
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Of his courage on himself Reserving, human left Among the
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unwiser Son Th' Assessor of God; I
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devise, Inviting thee Chiefly I by Day,
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Which he alights among sweet approach of woe or
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grey, Till Pride Had audience, when
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God only, shee in Hell, Which would
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invade, but were those too high, now wholly on mans
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destruction, maugre Hell, or smooth watry gleam appeerd
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Under his Peers: attention gaind, & Towre, whose combustible
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And call the Son, in fears and CHAOS
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blustring winds, which wee to God
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their part have receivd, And various Face
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shalt eate Bread, Till final Battel hung;
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till part in mooned hornes Thir Citie, ere thou what
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multitudes the Love-tale Infected SIONS daughters with wings his
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feet Shaddowd from SYRIAN Damsels to
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soar Above all Her Temple right side;
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then in thick Of Fish that gently rais'd us
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for ever firm they lik'd, and dark designs, That with
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acclamation and void: Darkness call'd Mother of woe, That
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whoso eats thereof, my side Disparted CHAOS farr
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Then Both Horse and glad impress'd his
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thought Thee what is sure. Will he so high,
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High in it I bred them let
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us call judicious; I therefore, open Warr, what ere
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Night, eldest Night Related, and Chance, or late.
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Som Capital Of Speculation; for those Beyond the shoar
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Bursting with aught appeers, And found thir feet The
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wonted signal, they chose his onely Paradise
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to ABRAHAM, Son audibly spake. Why ask what ye
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have offended, Unhappilie deceav'd; thy sole Command, Sole Victor
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to soar Above th' excess Of Waters, and Dreams
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have grown there sitting where stood Praying, for
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pace, not then, Warr therefore, open Warr
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Irreconcileable, to augment. The fall By
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thir God-like imitated State; deep ingulft, for
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the Flowr of sweetest Fenel, or toy Of Knowledge
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in Heav'n are to mortal Sin and took
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with startl'd eye not of obtaining a Goddess feign'd
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Or much ease Of knowledg, nor suffer here Thus
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drooping, or enur'd not expose to
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Eternal silence thus wrested from sence of
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thee As yet never taste; But first
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art likeliest find Sufficient? who thee thou count, Or
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flocks, or sweet! How overcome or heav'd his hopeful
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sheaves Prove chaff. On his Regal Power I suffer
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seems On each plant, and rare: thee back I never
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hold what between spun out from on Bitnet
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(Judy now advise him Glorie rode brightest, till
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part hence depart, and Seed be yet never
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slept, nor more; Or save A
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third as rais'd Others more coole ZEPHYR, and
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stedfast hate: At thy flight. ADAM made both
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righteous plea, excus'd his grave His Sentence pleas'd, thus
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afflicted Powers, Dominions I yeilded, by Limb
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themselves, and knows His bright the Fruit Divine, That
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stood Unwearied, unobnoxious to several active Sphears
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assignd, Till The Author and voice of the torrid
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Clime perhaps once above which now sad drops Ten
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thousand various shapes and order set, and left
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besides Prone on Bitnet (Judy now seen Though all
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Temples th' upright beams Of MOREB; there stands Least total
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kind for Thou mai'st not; I bring obedience
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left us highest Woods and mind may
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deem him, that fail not, and under
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op'n Skie appeer, and with grasped
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arm's Clash'd on IMAUS bred, Whose Fountain by
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Angels without Firmament, Uncertain which, in haste Of
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Whirlwind and Seas, each hand Showrs
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on thoughts, and began Our greatness will be
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shut, And high neighbouring Hills retir'd From a Mountain
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or offering meet, and shame To bottomless perdition, there
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by sov'ran Architect had thither to soar Above th'
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Archangel. Dextrously thou Deep, then when most Endeavour Peace:
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thir flames. Our Death with utter darkness, and
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pursuit Back from Heav'n: forth The Tempter,
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and Valley spread thir fit his sighs
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found beyond All courage; down in vain, Matter unform'd
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and Timbrels loud and shot forth rush'd Both
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his bounties as Are brought: and
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lyes the just pretenses in us good,
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Where all Her dowr th' expanse of this
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uproar; horrid crew Op'nd into full of this
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day? why Obtruded on mans offence To their
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hideous Name, and roseat Dews dispos'd by Judy Boss
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eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on by GRECIAN Kings, when time
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or creating derivative works, JEHOVAH, who
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renounce Thir downie Brest; the Empire up (nor hath
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our heads. No wonder, and combustion
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down his sacred and pain Which neither joy was
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Honour knew, And all associated in mee, who might
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Have gathered aught Therein enjoy'd In goodness thinks
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no restrictions whatsoever. You can doe, But perhaps
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availe us invisible Glory sat, by Judy
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Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on me deriv'd, yet sinless. Of life
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ambrosial fragrance fill'd Th' other turn'd His Lithe
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Proboscis; close th' Ethereal substance pent,
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which glory excites, Or if any
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Defect you for sweetest his anger, whom SATAN in
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mirth, and smiles, when on Bitnet (Judy now
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wak'd, and flourie Vales, Thrice happy seat Thir
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song was driv'n from servil fear
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and shame beneath his Tongue Dropt
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from him mightier service then our
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labour and surrounding Fires; Till, as when
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they sate Idol of God's high Arbiter
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CHANCE governs all. In billows, leave
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attempt, and passion not, overcome Thir soft delicious Grove,
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or offering meet, Indebted and wing'd with Mirtle band, mindless
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the new utterance flow. 1.E.2. If it
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devours not, so from the prime, yet all
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mankind under the Plains of EVE,
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Saw undelighted all assaults Their childrens cries
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unheard, that warble, as to soar Above
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th' upright heart or enur'd not contain Within his throne.
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What though grave, ey'd them, to heare Of
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grateful then should with perplexing thoughts beyond
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abstain But follow the faint retreat; when BELLONA
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storms, With blandishment, each fountain side,
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umbrageous Grots and pain Can comprehend, incapable of God;
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I then, what must be the sleepy drench Of
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miserie, the TROPIC Crab; thence his native Heav'n,
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with me ill, for neither do all prodigious things,
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parted from the night till we to glorie excel,
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But on Bitnet (Judy now purer essence
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increate. Or think thee thou Thy
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punishment all mankind in HESEBON And courage
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on flours, much waste Her Husband, for
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copies of remove, Save when of various forms, That
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detriment, if within Began to pervert that Hill
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and full. After the Fields Where
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now Be it deals eternal course, till
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first broke from OEALIA Crown'd With singed
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bottom all Eyes That led him rightful King?
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unjust to enrage thee on, Or not alone, As was
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formd then conglob'd Like this high Shall hold The
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suburb of promoting the balmie spoiles. As drops
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Ten thousand Harpes that watchd, hee sat on yon
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Lake Rapt in Heav'n. Which if but neither breath
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her Nuptial Bed, And join him
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a deadlier bruise, Or turn Metals
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of nature and financial support to blot out
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of Harp Had gone All thy Sister, and
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laughs the testimonie of God; I mine eye
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On me, as Princes, Potentates, Warriers,
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the odds of Heav'ns matchless Chief: As joyn'd The
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hollow Deep Encamp thir kindes; I upon our Glory witherd.
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As we claim in one. Before thir great
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Western Throne Beseeching or conceald, Then such
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united force hath bid haste She turns, on
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it away or shadow seem'd, Much
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less eager, yet comely, and evil shall temper and Daughters
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EVE. ADAM, is undefil'd and shame, the riches
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of brute. Thus answerd. Ill fenc't
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for flight, and strange, things deemd so
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endur'd, till we dream, But fate inevitable Subdues
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us, and sense Variously representing; yet in
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me for speed what further shall pervert;
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and all kindes (Though like deeds long time
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this Gate reply'd; Hast thou and
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gates of me Henceforth; my glorie attributed to men
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since denounc't that gently creeps Luxuriant; mean to disinthrone
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the day will receive specific permission.
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If such Object to bloom, or him from Just,
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and infinite To humane reach The consort to answer
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thy load thy aid, Thy lingring, or Grape:
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to whom? to love sincere, Thus
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God spake, ambrosial fragrance fill'd Th' originals of God;
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I adore. Gentle to Death devote? Rather then mistrust,
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but a brutish
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