Robo poem for 2021-05-27
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Whence heavie pace the floud, With Golden Rinde
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Hung ore Hill or Cherubic shapes, Which it
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intends; till then Unbrok'n, and foule. But ever
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With borders long dimension drew, Which
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when ARGO pass'd From EGYPT from PELORUS, or
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eternal being: Or undiminisht brightness, nor Train, Pretending so
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bold: A gulf can reach. Amid the
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Kid; Bears, Tygers, Ounces, Pards Gambold before them easier
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shunnd? God for proof enough such Foes To mortal
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dint, Save with Heav'n, or here we hope
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the use of heav'nly Love refus'd: Whatever can close
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th' expanse of anyone anywhere at eeve In perfect
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PHALANX to generate Reptil with warring
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Winds, and her Beauty and smoak:
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Such I question askt of Science, Now drew
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Gods disguis'd in debate What fear least
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our paine, Till Pride Waiting revenge: cruel fight,
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yet by day: And injury and full.
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After the world Of his Worshipers: DAGON his
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rage; Under this eBook, complying with diminution seen.
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First lighted from the touch, taste, till dewie
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Mist Went all past MOZAMBIC, off and
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dangers, heard th' uplifted Spear Of missive ruin; part
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shed down he feignd; Under the
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Cope of Hell, With pleasant soile Wants not by
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special grace. But see and enthrall'd By
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me so commanded to exploding hiss, triumph
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and Rebel Angels, and receave The Femal Bee Sits
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Arbitress, and bear, Our knowledge within the Lee,
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while Sonorous mettal blowing Martial sounds: At
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once was none, whose he spake. Why
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hast heark'nd to soar Above th' infernal Peers,
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And felt the King and frozen loyns, to
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think, though just avenging Sword upon the
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Gate, and all the Trees loaden with Fowle
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flie is undefil'd and laughs the troubl'd thoughts,
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and fro, or lasting pain Torments him; hee to incurr
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Divine compassion visibly appeerd, Much hee First
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Fruits, & each tender Grass, Herb
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and with rage. Farr on thir Ivorie Port
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the grunsel edge, Where I suppose
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If he works behold On heav'nly Ray United States
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without contest; Stand readie to do all
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bounds, His utmost Orbe Of Mans Nature, less'n
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or Heaven: Thither, if I heard no
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eye discovers unaware The Plain, and Flour. Our
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envied Sovran, and scap'd Haply so highly,
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to submit or Justice seems; yet in coate, Rough,
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or round, Kindl'd through our doom he
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requires, Not proof unheeded; others envie against so rife There
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is, we procure not find Sufficient? who loves,
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and inclination or unenforceability of spacious North; Nor had
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life shall be; so highly, to tell Of SATAN
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turning boldly, thus. Ye Hills where
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stand Divided, and unfoulding bright Legions, to accept them; and
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with unsparing hand; your prey. He swerve
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not for these hallowd feet, and Steeds; what
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admir'st thou, execrable shape, permitted, they
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wish'd beheld, Thir devillish Engine back to do
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all things now on Bitnet (Judy now abated,
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for God by such return though
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God Accepted, fearless in Heav'n with falling Star, On
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you discover sights of Pomp and condemns to
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indite Warrs, hitherto the envier of pain Can execute
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their march forlorn, th' Ethereal Sons. Our Enemy,
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our Ancestor repli'd. To first behold Creation,
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last will be refus'd) what stroke Both all real dignitie:
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Adornd She turns, on IMAUS bred, Whose
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easier to donate. True Paradise that walks Invisible, except
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whom now seen Most Favors, who will but
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Nature in Heav'n arriv'd, the bright Betwixt
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ASTREA and huge; in Thunder in spight
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of violence the HOLY LAND to donate.
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Produced by Death the Cherubim; yea, often from forage
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drives to model Heav'n receiv'd us for that this
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Ethereous mould high jurisdiction, in her to accept Alone
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the search of JORDANS flood of tasting those chiefly
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Thou surely hadst in hate; Till ISRAEL scape By
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Men also, and with revenge: cruel
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warres, Wasting the name of eternal punishment? Whereto with whom
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now Gladly the South NOTUS and Carbuncle
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most with hop'd success, Throws his Pride Had
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from Land appeer. Immediately a thousand Leagues awry
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Into th' uplifted Spear Of order, so lively vigour
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soon discerns, and bless'd Mankinde, and
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worthiest to remaine In Hillocks; the sound-board
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breaths. Anon they move, fair Spouse, nor
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shall he from the bridal Lamp.
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Thus ADAM answerd glad. Empress, the desolate Abyss, CHAOS
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wilde, and struggle, as Sea-men tell, With HALLELUIAHS: Thus
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said. Native Soile, for change delectable, not prone in
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her being, Fountain or ADAMS: Round
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the Oracle of Hell advance Thy
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punishment all vertu void; Who have equal'd
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the Eye. To mortal men, and Timbrels
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loud Hosanna's fill'd With suckt and night: how attempted
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best, and shame By sinne of
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anyone in PALESTINE, and therein Man
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Plac't in silence thus afflicted Powers with ease, &
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glad Obscur'd, where he accuse. Hee fled, and dazling
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Arms, In Entrailes, Heart or downe By thy aspiring
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Dominations: thou my Frontieres here Chains and prostrate on Bitnet
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(Judy now changing; down rush'd in Array
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of thee and ruin intercept: ten degrees magnificent Up
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from the shades of anyone in
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sleep, and discernes, Irrational till first appeering kenns A
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Pillar of this World. So saying rose
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Satan long and amorous dittyes all Temples
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th' unwieldy Elephant To Boggs and labour grows, And
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govern thou seest, and longing eye;
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Nor number, or employee of Science, Now ris'n, to
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hope When thou turnd my glorie next Mate,
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Both Harp To life ambrosial Night
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he would prolong Life offer'd, he works posted with
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him in Heav'n arriv'd, and endurance. This yet why?
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it thus? who rather darkness in themselves.
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Whence and transgress his Glorie abides, Transfus'd
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on earth, durst enter Heaven could hav orepow'rd
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such was of Innocence, of Spirits for who since,
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Baptiz'd or bearded Grove Of what
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know thee thy Manhood where ye
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both. O Parent, these erect From
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off These wicked Tents farr at
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all; needs not one Empire; doubtless; while goodness
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bring them Names, till like this Throne; from the
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dore Of Life the envier of misery, Passion and
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shame Cast forth was with revenge: cruel
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Serpent: him so Fate pronounc'd. But follow what eyes
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what ere well done, to bear, and
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Heav'n To enter, and Angels, can despise. For one
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individual solace dear; Part rise Above his
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fierie spume, till wandring mazes lost. From darkness
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should compel them excells; Nor hope excluded thus,
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how shall they serv'd, a spacious wound in mooned
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hornes Thir boasted Parents; TITAN Heav'ns all-powerful
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King Stood on us, his might. But thir hands:
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Amaze, Be but a cloud Of his thanks sufficient,
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or rare, With fresh Flourets Hill Of leaves More
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safe shore their misrule; And send his
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head, possessing soon repli'd. That scal'd
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by force, as firm brimstone, and
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deform: on errand sole, and dangers, heard in zeale
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ador'd Among our fresh Wave rowling
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in despair, to feare Return me ow
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I abroad Through the first whom they
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introduce Thir seasons: among our proper shape hath spent
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of open brest Of ATABALIPA, and
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Night Secret they threw Into thee worthiest to
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thine owne. Because the Oracle of mankind,
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in a death to eate: Of three that
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here shalt eat Against his feet. Him by
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som message high with equal Joy, as
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Nature multiplies Her hand parting, to soar Above th'
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AEGAEAN Ile: thus cri'd. 1.F.6. INDEMNITY
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- You may finde The latter quick Fann Winnows
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the Birds; pleasant veine Stood like
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sense and through fire Among unequals
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what resolution and with ambitious to
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impose: He err'd in PALESTINE, and
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Omnipotent From mee Good and spread her
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Head, all sides round As Plants: ambiguous words, Creator bounteous
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King, Thither by whose lives in
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foresight much delights Will he, Best with me thy
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wrauth, O too high, now his Divine
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compassion visibly appeerd, or sweet! How much wondring
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tell His kindred and passion not, who without charge
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receivd, but of Men though the Empire
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neighbouring Hills, so suffice his leave No inconvenient Diet,
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nor herb, tree, fruit, urg'd Main
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Ocean barr'd At length prodigious joyning
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or re-use it seemd well pleas'd. I pursue
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Vain wisdom infinite in bulk as thir frown,
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so scap'd his Nostrils fill Infinitude, nor on
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high: such danger could it away
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or creeps, or less Man, these efforts,
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Project Gutenberg is a glorious Lamp Turn
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swift thought, which instructs us made
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both have disobei'd; in cogitation deep.
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Glad to infinite Abyss And mee
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expung'd and said, though grave, ey'd them, not worst,
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Thus drooping, or rare. Whence rushing he shall
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I mean Drawn round World, the washie Oose deep Hoarce
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murmur filld with suttle Magic many Throned Powers,
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Consult how op'nd, but thy merit more
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was declar'd in safety best merits)
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from every gesture dignitie How dies the Bullion dross:
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A Pillar of monstrous size, TITANIAN,
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or heav'd his Western Throne Beseeching or Mountain fell'd)
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Brass, Iron, three Sons Invincible, and Timbrels loud that
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inflamed Sea, nor by John Milton Whence
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heavie curse, SERVANT OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PARADISE
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LOST *** END OF THE END OF SERVANTS,
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on IMAUS bred, Whose vertue, for with stern
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repli'd. Is now lament his head, possessing
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soon
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