Robo poem for 2024-04-07
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Effulgence of sin his Brinded main; the
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lost shape, If answerable style Nor less firmly arm'd,
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which way SATAN thus and all Temples th' AEQUATOR,
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as in mutual league, United I cannot
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fail, Since Reason claimd Superior sway: From us created, nor
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obvious dutie erewhile appear'd in whose dust
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is Hell; that daily thanks, How busied, in best repaid.
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Whence Haile to shine, yet Revenge. On
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this gloom; the house of ten fold
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More glorious brightness where first matter thou beest he;
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But wherfore should be best, though joynd
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In time To tempt or distributing
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Project Gutenberg EBook of provisions laid whereon Who
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durst without bound, unless for Project Gutenberg is
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Hell; And ACCARON and disperse, that
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sight Strook them let loose thee
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along Innumerable force with healing words or have at her
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bestial herds Attest thir eyes; with
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impious Crest Sat on a pretty Trespass, and
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fearless, nor shall to that revolted multitudes
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Were slunk, all night in at Altars, when
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to prepare Fit to tell In prospect from
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the bowels of highest Woods and with kindly thirst
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I assume, or size Assume, as Princes,
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whom Death is a craggy Bay After
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his purple wings, at Altars, when time and
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longing eye; Nor of Project Gutenberg EBook
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of injur'd merit, That would know of Hell,
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say truth, or circuit to obtain,
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and markt his distance, in sign of God;
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That ye Angels, can he stood, Half way
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Up hither summond, since by millions her thought. High
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honourd sits? Go therefore, open to watch On
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Earth, who showrd the just equalitie perhaps Your wearied vertue,
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for such imbodied force, and Regions of Angels,
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Progenie of peace in narrow room
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large for that sole proprietie, In
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wise In signal giv'n, Worthiest to fall Down from like
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heat, Whose vertue and pure Sprung from begging peace:
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and wilt bring on, secure In apprehension then
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serve in his Associate; hee To judge and
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completed to prosper, and rowld In curles
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on Bitnet (Judy now ponders all prodigious
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joyning or enur'd not restraind as that what malicious
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Foe so enobl'd, as soon mov'd on NORWEGIAN hills,
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to me thy beams, great result: Toward
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the end Intestine War in one
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seem'd a replacement copy of more.
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But all highth, And twentie thousand
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Leagues awry Into th' Ocean brim, Shot paralel
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to woe, That led th' AONIAN Mount, while
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Warr Under him bound Of Natures works
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knowledge within the Harlot-lap Of smallest Dwarfs, in Front
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unfould; That brought to like, but a
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chrystal sluce, hee In the strongest and
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Tackle torn; Or if within Or
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if ought to be blest, Favour from the
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Project Gutenberg License must end Them fully satisfied, and
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Pillar of sorrow, doleful shades, where the Mount AMARA,
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though the warlike Angel ruind, and
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full. After soft downie Brest; the morning Sun A
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thing thou with thir Ivorie Port the
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bitter Morsel, and breath'd Heroic Ardor to
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relate To that lives, and couch
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thir vertue: silent, here each fountain side, ADAM,
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soon for of fire inflame with scorne
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The punishment Inflicted? and flourie Vales,
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Thrice he spake. Deliverer from the just; to
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Death wreck all nations what it so,
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since I seduc'd them I chiefly who from him
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shalt pass to accept Life much,
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by Nightingales imbraceing slept, nor odds appeerd
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Under whose point and all mankind With
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God, Saviour sent, so incense His peace,
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yet ere while expectation when the power
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Without our Joy for news had ended, and shame
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Cast forth the Author of respiration to satisfie the full-blazing
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Sun, now unpeopl'd, and Heroic then form'd within thee
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more, as over this subject not; shee in view
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Nor what higher Argument portraid, The only Son?
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What wonder if SION Hill SATAN first Be gather'd
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beams, great Lights, great Author and night, Devoid of
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CATHAIAN Coast. The Filial Godhead, gave signal giv'n,
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th' expanse of heav'nly Bands and showr the
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cleer Light'ning Divine, Sapience and final hope excluded thus,
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unmovd with startl'd eye commands, For neither vainly
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hope in Glory extinct, and obedience holds; of
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Morning, Dew-drops, which plenteously The swiftness Number
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to my last created, needs not free, And reason hath
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honour'd thee, Divine Hystorian, who knew The Author of
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God's high uplifted beyond this our Morn, what e're
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it shall returne perhaps thus began.
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So farr then bless'd them, to Starrs Repairing, in Heav'n
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arriv'd, Wafted by fair to share Of Rebel King
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The Victors will. To future days
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dying rise, high overleap'd all praises owe, And Planets,
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Planet-strook, real hunger, and effect of Hell? As drops the
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smaller Birds thir bane, When suddenly stood City pent, which
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God saw them to disobedience fall'n, And vengeance and
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verdant wall; each other wandring course Melodious part, such
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danger shun'd By Merit more pleasant fruit Mans
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First MOLOCH, horrid fray By center, or direct
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my heart; fear and Creeping things, as
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vain In us now, repents, and with pure blood
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of Ev'n and through strait, rough, dense, or
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West, or opinion; then And on by
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som connatural force of Principalities the Zenith like
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gamesom mood. Leader, next, free they durst
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upon my bowels of Fire, But all these The
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hasty multitude of terrestrial Moon no
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Leader, not Social communication, yet to judge the Angel to
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turn Metals of Heav'n. And Bush with pride, and
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remove Behinde them, th' account To swerve not
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giv'n: He who requires From Heaven To
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blood Of SERVITUDE to obtain, and purge off These were
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interpos'd, Or whom This would loose, Though
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numberless, like the INDIAN streams; Abhorred STYX the showrie
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Arch. Hee on NIPHATES top of Peace, chiefly
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to do practically ANYTHING with vain designes
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In INDIA East or woe and with Vines,
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And heavier load thy Lips, ADAM
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first approach of respiration to my state. But come,
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Conducted by dire attempt, which thus and cleerd, and
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sets them fell, how hast presum'd, An
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Edifice too like which who appeer'd To vice industrious, but
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a fat Meddow ground; or might work associated
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files of gayest plume sprinkl'd with Eternal Splendors flung
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For which of desolation, voyd of this Infernal
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Thunder, Wing'd with disdain, from the terrestrial Moon
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(So call Of EREBUS. She dictate false, unmov'd, Unshak'n,
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unseduc'd, unterrifi'd His Lithe Proboscis; close th' inabstinence
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of God takes no falshood under darkness; but long
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detain'd In Balmie Sweat, which wee wear,
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Strait couches close, That place Chos'n
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by all mankind in by which resounds In
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loss of Worshippers Holy Rest; Heav'n
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on thoughts, that when time Become our Lord
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supream Contemptuous, and incorporate both, Nor that ever burn'd
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With Regal Power That burden then? Say Heav'nly stranger,
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please thee, this agreement. If so blithe, so shalt
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die a Mountain as again dissolve and bless'd
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them, th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus astonisht on
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Bitnet (Judy now gross to me still, That fought
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at once; nor did thy soft
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oppression seis'd By simply meek; that smooth And
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starrie flock, allur'd The sourse and strict forbiddance,
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how dear, By loosing all, on Bitnet (Judy now
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are my Will either end Was
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bid cry Surround me, least the green
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shadie nook I bring forth among the terms
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from no nor example high! Ingaging me Henceforth;
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my Flesh, or on his degree Of them
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I forewarn thee, Bright effluence of sorrow, doleful shades,
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where faith ingag'd, Your message, like the Celestial Ardors,
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where faith ingag'd, Your fill Infinitude, nor could
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Spring might dwell, The Glory extinct, and Timbrels
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loud Among the easie think The savourie pulp
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they serve his crime, the Garden
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growes Eate freely give; Hell Fame shall
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his graspe What though Regent of
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God; I still within them came, but
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dim, shall ensue, more sweetness, and mad
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demeanour, then silent stream, Whose waves of Men: And
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various Idols through experience of nature
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breeds, Perverse, all imploy In horror; from Eternitie, for
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proof of slender waste it seem'd, to waste.
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How oft those Circles as Sea-men
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tell, With Diadem and with deeds on yon boyling cells
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prepar'd, The middle pair That Morn solemniz'd
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the Libertie alone, as violent cross wind Swayes
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them; thence creat'st more shall redound Upon confusion stand.
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For loss Created hugest that excels in OREB
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since first Battel, open to participate All human
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sense of large and do all references to that
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way Over all Posteritie stands of monstrous shapes
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and unsmooth, Ask riddance, if such righteousness To bring
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to raunge, by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on Bitnet (Judy now
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appears, and made for Race; then The fruitless
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hours, till toucht With pitie, violated not solicit
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donations ($1 to incense His head against which before the
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first beheld From mee let those infernal
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dregs Adverse to close at seaven mouthes
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With Plant, in Heav'n Rescu'd, had general fall Before
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his alimental recompence (for he rear'd me,
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And twentie thousand fadom deep, Won from
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the night, Shine inward, and passion into thousands,
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once past, present, past, the offer'd wrong, Though all assaults
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Their childrens cries unheard, that God Rais'd impious
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Crest Sat like folly shewes; Authoritie and shews the
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Cherubim
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