Robo poem for 2020-09-06
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So numberless were but was plaine, A glorious
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to Die; How busied, in by success may charge
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for I yeilded, by Limb Sutable
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grace and blaspheam'd without me, the Pole.
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O Spirit, but rackt with peril gone All
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on Bitnet (Judy now let dry Land
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In prospect high, Where he lifted up A
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multitude, like joy was known till wandring Gods and
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indecent overthrow and remembrest what intends to drive
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as infinite, By mee; not prooff Against
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thy Obedience and thighes with addition strange; yet
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what command thir watch; these Nor streit'ning
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Vale, nor studious, higher Would never seek,
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fit Love accurst, the God Express, and pain to give
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us wide, Portending hollow Rocks retain
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The brazen foulds discover sights of
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revenge, immortal bliss, thence he can grow About
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her Will covet more. With pleasant liquors
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crown'd: O Spirit, that walk round
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those Heav'n-warring Champions bold adventure then elsewhere seen, And
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fell Driv'n headlong sent from him
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perish rather, swallowd up here plac't,
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but half perhaps he pass'd through experience taught we
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possess All is left, in sight? Say, Muse, that
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sought them mirth & rowld In
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presence humble, and forewarnd the new glorious Chief; They
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ferry over many shapes and passion tost,
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Thus said, he full refund in narrow
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room The luminous inferior Orbs, Or open Eyes, with
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offers to choose Through wayes to being Who
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but rackt with songs Divide the previous
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one--the old Night. All on Bitnet (Judy now Of
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grateful then returnd at length a Serpent though
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so far Exceeded human, Princely counsel Warr, O
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glorious Apparition, had still to bring, Fruits which God
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takes no doubt, repli'd. What neerer
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to whom? to God not offending, satisfi'd
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With liberal and from those Armies to
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soar Above all parts EGYPT and
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sought Evil as the Firmament: So passd they parted; by
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number heard) Chariots rankt in Arms? yet shon Substantially
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express'd, and Organ; and Angels, by Judy Boss
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eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on a boundless Deep. Let
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it might exalt Our ruin, rout
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Enter'd, and settl'd State Left to seise thee, and
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therein stand. For that Crystalline Sphear whose
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gay Legions dare The works In Fruit be
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blest, with ambitious aim Against th' Ocean
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stream: Him whom now Stream, and regions here their
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Creation-Day Created in FRANCISCAN think thee on
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a Sun guilds with words and with Eternal
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dayes?) What though joynd In battel, what
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highth In what sufferd, that fixt Laws
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the Victors will. To Idols through
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unquiet rest: he scornful eye survay'd the just,
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said I, methought, alone The doubts that strow the
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shaggie hill and yee five watchful Senses represent,
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She was meant, Turnd fierie Cope Of
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congregated Waters under me is choice) Useless and Hills,
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and night long shall he resolv'd, If rightly thou
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shad'st The warlike sound to burn His Visage drawn
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up & shown how it I here Nature shews instead,
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meer shews of thee, and Revenge, deceiv'd
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The guiltie shame, The Parsimonious Emmet,
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provident he who not slow, mine ear Listens
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delighted. Eevning Harps ever blessed, and wedded pair
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More fruitful, which wee style Nor
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will And so from Eternitie, dwelt then to
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do they know. But they, the Morn
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when the Wilderness of short retirement urges sweet interchange Of
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wandering, as Sovran power, when the Center, and
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therein stand. For wee want of
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ISAAC, and therein plant A fairer to dance,
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which full assent They felt and
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involve, done this, or Poole, There to heare
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thee sever'd from atchieving what enemie Forth rush'd
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with gentle tear let us for
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proof look summs all assaults Their Altars by that
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wisdom back to seek to my Spheare While
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thus repell'd. So little knows His secrets aske
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Of Thunder: and bolted fast, With gay Traine Adorns him,
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life ambrosial frutage bear, Our torments
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also happier, shall goe and firm brimstone, and say,
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Seems wisest, vertuousest, discreetest, best; All incorruptible would loose,
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expell'd to subdue Thy awful Ceremony
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And visage round Thick-rammd, at large in narrow room
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Throng numberless, and distaste, Anger and build In hurdl'd Cotes
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amid the cited dead in PALESTINE, and
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Beast of vernal bloom, or heavy,
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sharp, smooth, swift Stag from SYRIAN
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ground, under Names in Heav'n Shalt thou
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with Taurus rides, Poure forth Infinite goodness, grace
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With hideous change. He comes Of love In Heav'n
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Rescu'd, had need of Elements At length from ESAU
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fled him, mee damp and therein By thousands,
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once dead in Heaven, or detach or with Eternal house
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of Heav'ns fugitives, and Timbrels loud Ethereal
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Vertues; or toy Of all assaults Their living creatures, and
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Asthma's, and shame him out of anyone anywhere
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at Altars, when call'd By simply meek;
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that moves on wing Tormented all assaults Their Seats
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long divisible, and shews the uprooted Hills where
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choice too fast Threw forth, soon determin, or heav'd his
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Beams, or with Haile, Haile Mother
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thus milde Zone Dwell not matchless, and lovely then
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appeer'd Spangling the wisest heart of
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Men: And honour due Rites, and
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CAECIAS and retain The miserie, the
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INDIAN Mount, or re-use it might with Glory,
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whom then justly accuse Thir own work
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is equal, and Timbrels loud acclaim. Thence
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more came from beneath, Just men
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onely what ere one he proceeded on som
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infernal dores, and dismal universal Frame,
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while Waiting revenge: cruel his ponderous
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shield Ethereal stream, Whose annual wound
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Pass'd frequent, With Opal Towrs to reign: mean to enquire:
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above which follows dignity, might work in shape,
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If once yours, the North Pour'd never did God,
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nor staid, till morning shines, and Michael
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Hart, the Forge Labouring, two dayes To
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question askt of Hills Aereal Skie: So
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forcible and wonder at Heav'ns awful Ceremony And Spirits,
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yet what obeyes Reason, Loyal, Just, and
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shadie Grove, What shall need, God ordaind; Out
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of monstrous shapes Will either heele with death, The matin
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Trumpet from THYESTEAN Banquet, turn'd Round this
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ASSYRIAN mount Saw him Findes no excuse.
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Yet why didst abhorr to thee, and therein
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dwell. For should conceal, and briefly touch it,
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as our doom On duty, sleeping found themselves not safe.
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Assemble thou with gust, instead of this but
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could not quite All of Creation, or punish
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endless? wherefore with grasped arm's Clash'd
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on innocent frail World; at play, Strait
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couches close, That with neighbouring Arms to soar
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Above all assaults Their childrens cries
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unheard, that smooth And Tumult and Empire
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up silent stream, LETHE the flowing haire In Serpent,
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speaking and Idiots, Eremits and smile, to mans polluting
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Sin opening, who knows, Let us down
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Must exercise us joynd, inelegant, but narrower
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bound his onely to dissent From
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every part, do thine. She gave utterance
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flow. The SYRIAN mode, whereon were to their supplie
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the damn'd Firm concord holds, men Cut off, and joy
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Sole EVE, exprest Ineffably into all Th' offence, that
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crept, which all Temples th' ASPHALTICK Pool.
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PEOR his Eye witnesses of anyone in ADAMS Son.
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As yet linkt; Which of Heav'ns fair In
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loving thou spok'n as great Work-Maister, leads up
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here Farr other strife can be assur'd, observes Imagind
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rather such wherein hee To mortal sight.
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And trust To trample thee quite chang'd; The bottom all
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approach Her dowr th' unwarie brest Of
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fierce Winds Blow moist consumes: But bid
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his under water flies All things, The end me?
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ye Angels, by Ceremonies Cannot but by using
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any way round Still urges, and spread wings, Least
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total kind for adoration down direct Shon like POMONA'S
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Arbour smil'd With suckt and rare: thee
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I as glowing Iron Scepter shalt to marriage with strength
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within the Creator, and Fish, Beast,
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was plaine, A fairer Floure by promise he impregns
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the Starrs that after thoughts to man,
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to Death ensue? But prayer Inspir'd, and
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malice, and faire Kine From HAMATH Northward
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to dance they outcast from Deaths Harbinger: Sad ACHERON
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of men. Immediately the Streets of anyone anywhere at
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a part in despair, to that
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swim th' ASPHALTICK Pool. PEOR his Native of anyone
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anywhere at Altars, when all attempts, Her sacred
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Songs, wherewith thy flesh, when BELLONA storms,
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With sent To sow a moment; CHAOS
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Umpire sits, And worthie seemd, for the happier
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state In equal what shall need, not
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known in Heav'n stand In Heav'n is low
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subjection; understand in unapproached light Shine inward, and our
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obedience left Among the terms of
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Heaven, or modern Fame, And ignominie,
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yet submiss, though what eyes more your behoof,
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if lawful to augment. The Filial obedience:
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So forcible and returne, Father, O now
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went a refund. If thou spok'n
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as far remov'd, Under what recompence (for Night Invests
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the swiftest wing, as easie ascent, or access
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to good; and build In Triumph high repute
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Which they less, In the Son,
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but EVE, And Heav'n receiv'd us here
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however witness all men, above Should
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intermitted vengeance on thy Celestial Roses bushing
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round Skirted his Pride Waiting revenge: cruel
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fight, yet all hue, as Sea-men tell, With the cited
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dead in reasons garb Counsel'd ignoble ease, and
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most irregular they
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