Robo poem for 2022-07-18
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So sung Omnipotent, Immutable, Immortal, Infinite, Eternal
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eye, but in pleasure, though so I
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bring; Which when Night comes to my firm Faith
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Working through Heav'n, But ratling storm of Heav'n.
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What call'st Me overtook his wayes.
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Again, God will so perfet Gold Of
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outward lustre; that sight; but afford him angrie, yet aloof?
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The clasping Ivie where hee Whom else in
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Section 4. Information about this Golden Panoplie,
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refulgent Host, nor mine, though wisdom back to celebrate
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his circling thy thoughts intent What meant by John
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Milton Creating the deep, & made both
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crime and shame Among sweet (For Eloquence the money paid
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the laws of lost happiness entire. Then at Sea
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Monster, upward still first resolv'd, If an Apple;
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he plyes, Undaunted to men, here let
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we wake, suspicion sleeps At which God shall them
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furder woe in mist, the Spirits immortal minds. Thus
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sitting, thus he judg'd; How fully hast made? So
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maist unfould The danger or hate, And
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various shapes and binde The place
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behold Eastward to force Powerful perswaders, quick'nd
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appetite, that lead on mee expung'd and regain
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the grassie Clods now Advanc't in
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writing from Heav'n so much the new World; Open,
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ye chos'n this place, Perpetual Circle, multiform; and
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grove, attune The Bird When the aire Meets
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his golden Hinges turning, as seemd, where it so, through
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experience taught we stand On me opens wide,
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enclos'd, Pattern of sorrow, doleful shades, where delicious
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Paradise, by whose Bark by Limb by manly
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hung Like honour him begotten Son, to Fire,
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As we must be much delights Will
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be scann'd by command of living Soul.
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Male he judg'd; How dies the Devil turnd
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at eeve In woman, then no outward libertie, who
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hold my Word, begotten Son, but mee of
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Pillars GABRIEL sat on dust returne.
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But thir King and dischargd; what resolution
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rais'd Upon the Garland to blame behind: Which Reason
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not worst, Thus talking to bear; those flames No wonder,
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but all sides round Thick-rammd, at all; needs be
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yet what fall Determind, and Human kinde:
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Hither of Sin, not over-rul'd Thir freedom,
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they sit with vain designes In Wood or
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message high aspiring, who should thus cropt, Forbidd'n
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here, as I still remember'd The affable Arch-angel,
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had life giv'n To luxurie and end Was not have
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mixt. Not of Darkness old, Surer
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to gaze the Gates, and ugly Serpents; horror chil'd
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At certain revolutions all one; how
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attempted best, Wherever thus expell'd to her solemn Councel forthwith
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from Heav'n were those shadowie Cloud thus
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cropt, Forbidd'n here, as Man fall'n. Yet are and
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prayes contrite, in tears, and Saile. As he
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so much worse, in Heav'n for him
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round Those Blossoms and strait commands to front to
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ABRAHAM, Son foreseeing spake. Deliverer from hearts shall
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soon mov'd My Heart, And ACCARON
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and shook his Tents he fear'd, By Act
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of gayest plume sprinkl'd with grasped arm's Clash'd
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on Earth. God Rais'd on IMAUS bred, Whose
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annual wound in Heav'n and kills thir second
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time returning, in hue, as my Glorie appertains, Hath
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scath'd the Iles Of TOBITS Son,
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Possesses thee claim our Tyrant: Now was this ignorance
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of which no way through fire and lost
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us play, Strait couches close, That day at
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one root, and ILIUM, on Bitnet (Judy
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now glow'd the part By center, or
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where Heav'n perhaps, by Day, or re-use
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it away or heav'd his disturbance; when Fate supreame;
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thence in shape Still as some tradition
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they may much advanc't, We may cover round Environ'd wins
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his Bow And Spirit That Warr therefore,
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open field, through all ill chance
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Re-enter Heav'n; th' Archangel MICHAEL, this
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habitable, which not prooff Against the liquid murmur echo'd
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to judge On heav'nly ground he
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bid dwell at Heaven seen, Hee on Bitnet (Judy now
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plenteous, as that Starr or MAROCCO, or middle
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Tree of knowledg fair femal Troop to
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tell His couchant watch, that uxorious
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King, AHAZ his Words alone Encompass'd
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shall his Aerie light, Besides what
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behooves From his Tyranny of doubt propos'd And
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reverence prone; and I perceave the shaggie hill Pass'd
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frequent, With purpose he drops the future time. With
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Regal port, But in shadiest Covert hid thir
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Age one he but all subdues, and
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his darksom passage broad, came from Heav'n Consum'd
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with perswasive accent thus began. If true, If true, If
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not in Heav'n till one Continent Dark, waste, with
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it begins, Said then MELIBOEAN, or pusht with
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frizl'd hair Shakes Pestilence and disperse,
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that new Creation first, for us with sacred
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shades: though thus said. Native Soile, for
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the wave, Homeward with sparkling blaz'd,
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his punishment all assaults Their living
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Creatures which not soare; Not meerly titular, since
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they in gaze Insatiate, I see
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how attempted best, What inward part in it
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gives me are all these mid-hours,
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till my assiduous cries: But to
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that bears ANDROMEDA farr other Hemisphere had
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I presumptuous; and with upright beams That run By
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us? this gloom; the wild Of mankind
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in narrow room Natures works knowledge past that
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care who deceive his Providence Out of
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Spirits is pav'd To pieces, and Dales,
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ye living Carcasses design'd Both from Heav'n, with
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hideous ruine and Edict on som new life. So
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now wak'd, and hurried him ordain'd:
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then Birthright Son On my Guide To trust
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themselves in aide, I as vain attempt. Him
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first, as that polish Life, And happie places led.
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And puissant Legions, whose day from SYRIAN
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mode, whereon were falling, and spoil and shame To
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mortal combat or Wilderness, Forrest Oaks, or adverse:
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so had need As onely over EDEN which God
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Rais'd impious hands lopt off From CHAOS damp
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my unspotted Soule Are fill'd, and INDUS:
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thus returnd: URIEL, one Celestial Tabernacles, where
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PILASTERS round Environ'd wins his coole Bowre, while
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yet still remember'd The most irregular they took his Anointed
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Son Perceive thee unblam'd? since In factious opposition, till
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one Guilt, one intent What seemd Each at need;
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And saw Rich MEXICO the host of
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as Spirits hold Eternal Providence, And Judgement he susteind
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Superior, nor the sent, And ACCARON
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and therein By Parents, yet by surprize To sow
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a grateful truce impos'd, And TIRESIAS and wilde, The
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person lost us most, and light OREAD or short
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silence was dire, As might beget Like of
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despaire, Anger, Hate, Mistrust, Suspicion, Discord,
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and Wrong, Of middle Spirits bright and
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works at command, and spread her guest from no friendly
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still, In horror; from states of thee,
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but chiefly Man as far with hideous
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outcry rush'd between. Disclaimer: If him Enthron'd Sat on
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Thy merited reward, the brink of Pure
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as Sea-men tell, How art call'd,
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Forbidden Tree, a Hell I thither brought them in charge
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with clamors compasst round Thick-rammd, at eeve In
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darker at Altars, when time besought. So standing, moving,
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to prepare) your use of Seraphim and
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proclaimd MESSIAH his Fathers Throne: Which I
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betake me, how repair, How fully hast made? So
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standing, moving, to that bide In Wood or racking
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whirlwinds, or Beast that high collateral glorie:
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him as Rocks, but misjoyning shapes, Which when
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her rising changes oft admire, How we dwell, As
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Gods, But from Eternal silence to greatest share of
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Grain, or enur'd not all assaults Their
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childrens cries unheard, that serve in worship God declares
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his loss of monstrous size, TITANIAN, or Hell, Which
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tempted our foes, Not knowing ill. Southward through
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fire had been Thy goodness infinite, By
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owing owes not, being yet to soar Above
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all passage down Thus said, though
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long her Confines. Heav'n Into thir mightiest
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Monarchies; his Race bin warnd me, where stood
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Of subterranean wind Out of som other dore he pass'd
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From every Herb, of right, or
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re-use it light In billows, leave me not
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lag behinde, nor staid, But suddenly My Hell-hounds, to
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taste No where Nature joind Awaiting what is
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as henceforth seek What thou hat'st, I that feeds
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the fount of Heaven: Thither, if what paine Voyag'd
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the surging smoak Uplifted spurns the neerest to
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Eternal house of Heav'n Did not then, nor
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set them woe. But hiss of Mercie and windes And
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courage on NORWEGIAN hills, to excess,
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that bad Angels kenn he pass'd, have tri'd whether
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scorn, which one thrice in Night, If aught of earliest
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Birds; fresh dews and down, Glad
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Eevning coole ZEPHYR, and Seas Beyond
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the TUSCAN Artist views The perilous edge of Gold,
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And none henceforth Monarchie over ADRIA
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to performe Aught whereof who loves imbraces met, &
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heal'd: The sequel each In common, rang'd for Heav'n so
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proud attempt Of MOLOCH homicide, lust and
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flourie Vales, Thrice chang'd From shadowie Cloud of anyone
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in despair, to heare Of his Wing, and new
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wak't from such united force of God; That ye to
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Arms Against the Earth: And hands then wander forth
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Infinite goodness, grace Invites; for open Warr: Of
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immortalitie. So faithful friends, I will Supream, And thence how
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just? of waters forcing way Beyond
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this to
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