Robo poem for 2023-01-05
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All Heart or heav'd his hapless crew Lay vanquisht,
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rowling smoak; the meager Shadow from
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beneath, Just Man, His constant Lamp, and toward the
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World, resplendent Globe farr remov'd from the shoare In what
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I fear, accost him hither summond, since by
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Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on it joyn'd,
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To waste and call'd Princes of Heaven, or
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two equal'd the Curse pronounc't it light Heavie,
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though his envie what thou what ere fall'n
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Beneath th' Equinoctial Line stretcht out of Darkness they
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rould in fight, As meet with ambitious aim
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Against the way Up to Nations round, Behind
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him long? Mee thus, To gratifie my Good; by
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Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on Bitnet (Judy now
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therefore now In circuit meets A dewie Mist
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Went all Hills. As sorted best
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we to soar Above th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus returnd:
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URIEL, one Heart, one he sees,
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Or from him MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels guard Angelic
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Vertue and sheer within EDEN which wee
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freely available for Thou fablest, here on yon dreary
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Plain, forlorn and will not slow, produc'd Like consort
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Femal Bee Sits Arbitress, and Evil;
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Of Justice, of fight; The Parsimonious Emmet,
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provident he has a part in ADAMS Son.
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As far as Man there onely Son foreseeing spake.
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Deliverer from above, Those middle Tree
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and shame, The builders next behind, Whose but
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Fate pronounc'd. But yet still they
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forewarne, Wolves shall burn, and lies; this LETHEAN
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Sound Both turnd, And Spirits, and Morn: Nor will
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send, The Head of women EVE the houre
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Friendliest to seise them more shall foretell, And
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smiling thus divinely wrought, Ascended, at will. So spake
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th' Accuser of Glorie shon, and boundless
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Deep. Let this gloom; the Hall (Though
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like which tacks a registered trademark, and
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Pure, and Apathie, and understanding, whence with thy
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own Faith Rarely be Lights High up here
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Thus saying, from such commotion, but favour'd more amaz'd
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So Heav'nly overpowerd, Companions deare, Found worthy well to
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simplicitie Resigns her Heav'nly Muse, that strife Was
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fair and receave Access deni'd; and
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harsh. On his highth, Stood rul'd,
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stood Her spots of terrestrial Moon Globose, and
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Shield, Awaiting what had been falling,
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and fierie Tempest shall his other than "Plain
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Vanilla ASCII" or federal tax exempt From
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darkness fled, not unmov'd With peril gone
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All that waits On to enrage
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thee as that oft then To union, and
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full. After these graces won audience find, who hold
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it: here onely, who without further knows. For prospect,
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what hinders then suffic'd To the deep Tract
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of Hell, Which I Should win From each his
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Angels; and smoak: Such I name To
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over-reach, but in bounds On mee, who live Before
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thee Abundantly his Cov'nant: Day Travelling East, had seiz'd
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with clamors compasst round With singed bottom
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turn'd His fiery Gulfe Confounded though enamourd,
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from their leave? and Mind? Descend from himself
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and her private Cell when AEGYPT with hellish foes
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anow besides, That Shepherd, who first began, Sphear'd
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in PALESTINE, and valley rings. O too long,
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Embryo's and smiles, when the Depth
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Of Spirits evaded swift wheele reverse, deep
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Tract of Heaven, Where boldest; though SPRING and
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highest in Triumph and shame To
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question askt of ADAM, estrang'd in
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Heav'n so call him to soar
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Above them transverse ten fold More lovely seemd highly
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they yet happiest life, Simplicitie and
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eternal fame Were set, Wherein to tears Bewailing thir
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great things, The one whose hither thrust me call,
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Justice must; unless an Apple; he
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o're the Heav'ns fugitives, and thee. All
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would want of Death the Silvan Scene,
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and sequesterd, though yet these Find
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pastime, and sorrow. Sternly he nam'd with perplexing thoughts
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Of hazard all sides round Environ'd wins
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his only be it, that pretense, but
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wish'd beheld, the free Enjoyment of Love, not th'
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Artick Sky, and highest wisdom all, on
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Thrones; Though full Orbe, the op'n flie
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He ruind, and with ceasless cry With incense, where
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stood devout. To dwell free, what further would intermix
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Grateful vicissitude, like which all mist from
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the rest From me thy doom,
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which nigh founderd on yon dreary Plain, forlorn and
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by submission; and flaming from men were dispenst
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his Angels; to augment. The Author of golden
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Chain To overcome or you follow
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me, for death shall hear mee they burne: Till
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The circuit of me, & Heav'n Now Dragon grown,
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I saw Alreadie by hate; Till final misery, Passion and
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press'd her side up so much of
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Heav'n: Nor what sin hath judg'd,
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or present, and press'd her course
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ore the wakeful Foe, Who out of Time
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counts not, as likely to govern, not claim My
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Bowels, their Creation and through experience taught to realities
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yeild all these Herbs, Fruits, & what best
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Deserve the house of pain to submit or
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Chrysolite, Rubie or might Have nothing loath; Flours
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Imborderd on flours, much expect to soar Above
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his fatal consequence unites us in Heav'n It was
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created, that bide In billows, leave me transgressour, who
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agree to do what besides, vaulted
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with me voutsaf't, other Creatures all things, and all
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praises owe, And fix farr Then scornd thou satisfi'd
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With what resolution from SYRIAN mode, whereon
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Who can doe, Our fealtie With ravishment The Stairs were
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an hour Not knowing ill. Southward through experience
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of scandal, by himself in Heav'n till God
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made, and verdant wall; each hollow Cube Training his
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resolution and interrupt the fairest Fruit, like Day
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is subject for I will not affraid, Though wide,
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Rowld inward, and Goddess-like demeanour forth
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were Land where stood the Project Gutenberg volunteers
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and all assaults Their Seats long stood
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Of Heav'n, And look Drew audience find,
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who bound Of beaming sunnie Raies,
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a notice indicating that with BRITISH and
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ILIUM, on EVE Got them Day from the
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tread with blood will this eBook,
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complying with Spade and passion into the
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hornes Thir corners, when man fell, how many Throned
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Powers, triumpht In the Liveries dect of Power Giv'n
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and may at http://pglaf.org/fundraising. Contributions to
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move Harmonious numbers; as Are yet that
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at Even Sups with words Breaking the Winds
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under a Cloud thus much advanc't, Came
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ASTORETH, whom thus renews. So hand
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Unbarr'd the lost happiness in flight Aloft, incumbent on
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flours, much more, Determin'd to return From their
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side a round self-rowl'd, His captive multitude: For such as
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Night would know thy part hence now To
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mortal Sin and endurance. This annual wound shall
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my part the Den By present,
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past, present, fearing guiltie all assaults Their surest
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signal, they assayd, and hostile Arms away
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or dying rise, and heart and these
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earthie bounds Of terrour, and shallow to be, we
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discharge Freely put on IMAUS bred, Whose annual
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Voiage, born to promote. Yet why In
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our feet; about the Vision led His fraudulent Impostor
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foule Ingendring with Spade and pain
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From SERRALIONA; thwart of JORDANS flood As one
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tastes; Nor are fed, flies All in
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Heav'n Rise on golden Hinges turning, as that honour
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claim'd AZAZEL as broke from the branches hung
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Like his, or Empire, and betraid Him followed
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his grievd look Drew audience and horror will presume: Whence
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and hymning spent. Mean while Sonorous mettal blowing
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Martial sounds: At my armed Files Darts his
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second Life, Wak't by sending thee goes Thy
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miscreated Front thus returnd: URIEL, though so
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oft His Offring soon inspir'd With thicket overgrown,
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That cruel warres, Wasting the heat Scarce
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thus EVE Intent now To mortal
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men, And multiply a grateful then bursting
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forth Infinite goodness, grace Attends thee, and
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why else to all; needs ensue; for Thou find'st
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him through fire had none on In Entrailes,
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Heart of Woman: Virgin seed, By which, in
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each hand a second time and
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all things, and call'd Satan, with vain and various;
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somtimes in PALESTINE, and visage turnd, Admonisht by Families and
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hearts desire. If ye shall cause Left them both,
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Nor love divine, His single imperfection,
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and Brake, or strict necessitie Subdues
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us, shall beget; For had being, And
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fix Their surest signal, they hear me
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is low From Heav'ns I view Bristl'd with steep
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flight Of mankind under one doubt whether
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food, Love and feel Torment with
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ambitious mind first though few. But Natural necessity
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begot. God To let Death I mine Not higher
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foe. Space that sat the ambient
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light. First crept The grosser feeds the
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fiercest Spirit That reaches blame, but greater
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power of anyone anywhere at thir
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wonted pride Soon as onely two great Mother yeilds
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In spring Out of anyone anywhere at
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our Sire The dismal house of fears and
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effectual might, & heal'd: The Palace of manifold delights: But
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opposite fair Fruit. Goddess arm'd with clamors
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compasst round Earth conspicuous count'nance, without remorse
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and surrounding Fires; Till, as great period;
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and desart wayes with double how thou speakable
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of woe, All his aerie flight the Race bin
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known. The grosser feeds the Pow'rs of Light
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as shall returne perhaps no eye beheld. For
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wee wear, Strait couches close, That from neighbouring
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