Robo poem for 2022-08-08
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Is hard; for the Devil damn'd Loose all
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Temples th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus EVE
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first incenst at Altars, when the dream
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Had so in Heav'n that celestial Sign Portentous
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held thee; lead To recompence Of wickedness, wherein
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no fear we perhaps To question thy illustrious made,
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and twilight sheds On her then,
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Warr and scourge that breath'd The meaning, not
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accept as in narrow search and beat'n way
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I meet him MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels to som times
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nothing loath; Flours Imborderd on her rising on
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Bitnet (Judy now began, Sphear'd in haste. But
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more noble stroke Both when he could
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I therefore, open Warr Under inhuman pains? Why
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should ill have thought?) escap'd The grosser feeds the Bloom
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extracting liquid fire; And courage never
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to roar, All Justice: nor Angel bright,
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Sung Spousal, and deeds Thou Can comprehend, incapable of
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old PROTEUS from those Trees, and shout,
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return'd up in ADAMS room Throng numberless,
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like themselves defac't While the Spirit rests. Hee
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and passion not, and thought in Chains, with
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thine Of TOBITS Son, in at
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Table was, our dignitie How first lighted, soon contemnd,
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Since now Shot down Thus will relate,
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Fond, were sweet. But ever power to reascend, Though
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all mankinde, or on Iles Of Thunder
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stor'd, And Hyacinth, Earths habitant. And courage and
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therein live, though first it down, Glad to realities
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yeild them sent, And of not drive as bountie
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of men by task To reign Over the heat Be
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it don: My sole delight, Mankind with sly
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Insinuating, wove with retorted scorn the Twelve that
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gently rais'd Their Seats long Drie-ey'd behold? ADAM
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shelterd, took the sound-board breaths. Anon
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they binde The Spirit That fought at Altars, when he
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held thir actions oft in Heav'n that opprobrious Hill,
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or rare, With cause To pray,
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repent, and RAPHAEL now known Th' Image who would
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loose, expell'd to work begun, how lovly, saw, They looking
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on, secure of sorrow, doleful shades, where
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Rivers now at all; but shall submit, boasting I exclude.
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But of sorrow, black and future he wash'd his
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Native perfumes, and lowd lament, and
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repossess their lot Anough is fear'd;
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should be our eyes, Whom reason to ATLAS unremov'd:
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His starrie Host, in All, and vital
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Spirits that this gloom; the Eastern Clime Smote
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on Internet eng003@unoma1 on her shape Comes unprevented,
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unimplor'd, unsought, Happie for bringing forth,
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but a Mantle didst play In AUTUMN thwarts
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the angry JOVE Sheer o're dale his
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punishment all mankind With ardor to soar Above
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th' other still first Father, and motion?
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and shame nigh The savourie pulp they beseech That Bodies
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to all; but felt tenfold Adamant, his Spirit That
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Morn her woomb, And Heav'n Gate With Serpent
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arm'd Out of Heav'ns King, Onely
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Omniscient, hath won, Should favour equal hope,
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when Millions of monstrous size, TITANIAN,
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or strict necessity; Our Enemy, our afflicted Powers as
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in Hell scap't the ample Square
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from Heav'n his, or High; because in Ice Thir distance
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inexpressible they then ours for obtaining a flourie Vales,
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Thrice he casts between worlds & gray;
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thy sin, on himself can the death, as beseems
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Thy face, wherein no better us,
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That lie encampt, come I formd them both They
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Limb Sutable grace and Power, thy life,
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knowledge hurt him, and facil gates of earliest Birds;
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fresh dews and build His end as she
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ensnar'd Mankind with swift pursuers from the Pole.
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O sight Pleas'd, out his Keys, and knows His
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counsel Warr, My labour hee; But
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JOSHUA whom soon failing, hapless crew who best witness
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all Temples th' upright beams That
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brought to woe, More easie, wholsom
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thirst up stood and breath'st defiance
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toward Heav'n were terms of or enur'd
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not Thir specious deeds What pleasure seems another
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World, and call'd that shook his Front and all
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Sun-shine, as in Mercy and pride, and with
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Femal Bee Sits Arbitress, and joy
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nor is a while, as in Arms, in Hell,
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a Meteor streaming to prosper, and RHEA'S Son like desire,
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which ready stands to soar Above the
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Morning CHORUS sung The Signal giv'n,
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with a liquid Lapse of late Made
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horrid Front and Thrones, that voluntarie move
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In Fable or SAMOS first that gently
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warms The aggregated Soyle Death denounc't that word is
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plac't; Whence heavie pace that spinning sleeps
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At once beguil'd URIEL, gliding through veins of
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our Sire, And bring Twilight gray Had so
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dread Commander: he oppos'd; and Timbrels loud And touch't
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thir minds and were propos'd: for what contentment find?
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Thus with speedy words to submit or Drie, Like
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change on Thy terrors, as that uxorious King, Onely
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Omniscient, hath don From Branch to bad were one;
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how it seems To Beasts, or whether
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they march'd, and valley rings. O glorious
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and dangers, heard remote. Towards either
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Coast averse From all: this conflict, had from enthralment, they
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please alike. Sweet is left of Morn. Now from
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one Almightie Father from liveless to destroy Us
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here, driv'n out fit moulds prepar'd; At
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certain revolutions all be worse rape. These tidings fraught,
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come flying, meet so easie prohibition, who
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will himself in sight? Say, Muse, that crownst
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the rest with forked tongue Of Father, half way Up
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from farr; they haste To over-reach, but
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custody severe, Imput'st thou enjoy So
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God Approaching, thus ADAM soon beg to men With
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solid, as mire: for flight, and wherein consists
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not; love entire Whose annual Voiage, born and
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Epicycle, Orb a World; at call,
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A chance Or monument to submit or
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enur'd not lost; Evil to do with vain
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so near each divided into the Ape; Wors
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then all impediment; Instant without guide, half appeer'd To
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mortal dint, Save when ALCIDES from
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no way, Though kept thir Author and
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helmed heads a moment; CHAOS and with BRITISH
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and heat Be thou Son foreseeing spake.
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Why am happier state In our doom
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frail Man Which from mercy shewn On Bird,
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that tour'd Fould above his Chariot wheeles
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to soar Above th' uplifted Spear
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Of fierce were seen: Hee leading Angel, art
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seen in her taste, till wantonness
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and dangerous expedition to swerve, Since MICHAEL and
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mine eyes. Thee what ere well awake. Nor
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that possesse Earth, Through wayes of this LETHEAN
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Sound Both of anyone in bredth, and trouble, which
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cannot we send Against such delicious taste:
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Betwixt these Elements The Prison ordain'd In eevn or swift
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ascent Accessible from flight, and soon To gird
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well, and face Confounded though just hath
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impaird, which was known Th' associates and savours onely of
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anyone anywhere at Altars, when the Larbord
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shunnd CHARYBDIS, and scorching heate? These
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past, present, and coast of PROSERPINA from night, then Divine!
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Hail Son in hand. A Leper once on yon dreary
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Plain, forlorn and made Of force of
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Heav'ns Sons The fall Free Vertue should enthrall to
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withdraw The hasty multitude Might in her step he
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sat on Bitnet (Judy now To trust themselves ere
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now faild speech recoverd sad. Evil got, And shun
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the Light LEUCOTHEA wak'd, and seem Patron or
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do I therefore was giv'n, th' occasion
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want, and fear least Death deliver ye
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not diffident Of hazard more, as
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that hour of Warr, O thought Of
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present things. Revenge, deceiv'd The hands to boast,
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Begins his people into the Gemms and Timbrels loud
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Their surest signal, they pass'd through
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unquiet rest: this goodly prospect large Lay waving to
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thee combin'd In darkness, and give
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his ground be fed With Horse and secure
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Sat on IMAUS bred, Whose annual wound in such
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Thir influence Of prohibition, who appeer'd Spangling the Starrs
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to redeem Mans mortal injurie Imperishable, and call'd
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by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on yon
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dreary Plain, then The strife Of Rebel
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Angels, by love, and beguil'd, by Signes and Daughters
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EVE. Under yon dreary Plain, forlorn and knows that
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care who live no staine: Till Pride
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Had cast lascivious Eyes, with death,
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as Angels ascending rides Audacious, but
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that brightest Seraphim another Heav'n so commanded, and formless infinite.
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Thee what she will Her office they stole Those
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thoughts disturbd the river of abject thoughts and a LIMBO
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large field, through experience taught your
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sway Of Conscience, into Raggs, then The world
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Forfeit to eternal being yet wants
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Partakers, and with look defiance toward the wayes
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to mee, pure of God; I the Waves be
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paid the Spouse Of thundring AETNA, whose
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great Ensign of blustring winds, which
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now (Certain to soar Above th' extent somtimes,
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with Arched neck Between the uprooted Hills Aereal
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Skie: So warnd he was plaine, A
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multitude, like those numerous Brigad hasten'd. As good This
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Desart soile Wants not harshly pluckt, he from those
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Who have reveal'd Divine compassion visibly appeerd, Love
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accurst, since no good from SYRIAN mode, whereon to
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sound Yet farr at a better might There is
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judicious, is sweet. But with me
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slumbring, or had of LUZ, Dreaming by sad overthrow
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and meet: What neerer to appetite, Though
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now sat Alone, for Truths sake
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will in few: Say first, who saile Beyond
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