Robo poem for 2024-01-05
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*** START OF THE NINTH BOOK. Whence
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Haile wedded to my state. But thir
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wonted signal, they say, How overcome this darkness
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should spout her Wheeles That day spring,
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under his winged course through experience of Man
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Restore us, what Arms can grow
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Deep Encamp thir Conquerour: This Desart soile Wants
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not nigh the chief; among her original
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darkness do I among fresh dews
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and valour breath'd, firm ground None arguing stood, Each
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on high applauded, and outward shew Invalid
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that brightest Seraphim another Heav'n created, nor from
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Golden Altar to diminish, and with mortal snare; for
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when ZEPHYRUS on FLORA breathes, Her graceful and
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press'd her ears Cannot be styl'd
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great Father. Admiration seis'd All knees
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to enrage thee charge receivd, And fell
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both will haste His loss; but in
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slow and support; That self invisible Amidst as all
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Heav'ns ascent Accessible from ADAMS Son. As
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we discharge Freely put thy praise:
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Thy tempring; with calm Firmament; but
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by stelth Had it had displeas'd, his
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purposd prey. He comes, and knows
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His puissance, trusting in that tend Thir
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soft or false Fruit Of Gods live
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by th' AEQUATOR, as this windie
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Sea he whom New courage never more at full,
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but thir crude consistence, half lost, And worship him,
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Author of Worshippers Holy Memorials, acts of all
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was hid themselves at call, but pleasd
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I behold The highth of such
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Audacious neighbourhood, the Sons and tedious pomp
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that wisdom back with blood Of Warriers old now True
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relish, tasting; if better these fair Fruit, Flour which
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thus imploid beheld thir shapes immense, and
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regain the Violet, Crocus, and CHIMERA'S dire. ADAM, whom the
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dreadful revolution day (For where she learne,
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That ore Hill retir'd, from the shape they
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win in Paternal Deitie, while over her
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Nuptial Bowre I be who him
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a heap: Confusion all Temples th'
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incensed Deitie, while it be turnd, and
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with Mirtle band, mindless the gloom were
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interpos'd, Or glittering Tents Pitcht about me, will
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By Numbers that no good from men they but thy
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reward was seen In vision beatific:
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by shading the praise of God Of danger could I
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eate th' unsufferable noise, Hell extend His
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heart, divine or refuge; and spread
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her woomb, And various Spirit in
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Mercy and plac't or lasting fame,
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Or come and full. After short blush of
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light, Angels, then his experienc't eye, and gav'st
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me; out thir King of shame, The
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fruitless hours, till SATAN, whose just avenging Sword
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of Pomp and Repentance, none return'd,
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and judgement giv'n, Worthiest to soothe Him
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the Wood fast Threw forth, but that
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gently warms The STYGIAN flood a devillish Engine
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back redounded as beseems Thy coming, and feel
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by sentence Man: For him, thy Compeers,
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Us'd to God we Stand in me hope excluded thus,
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though plenteous, as this Universe, and
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stately highth, bent to these Herbs, Fruits, & Fowle
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of God; That rais'd Their Seats long they drink, and
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spoile back to execute What in Air. Him with
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speed, and thirst and honour done
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Mayst ever power Who slew his eyes devout, Grateful
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digressions, and effect so farr, and Flour. Our knowledge
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past with power, and laughs the lurking
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Enemie All he lay, and all time,
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when men innumerable, there mingle and ras'd, And ignominie,
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yet still longer then whom, SATAN went hautie on,
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Blest pair; enjoy, till then Forsook them, th'
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adventure to weep, burst forth: at noon,
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with genial Angel stand, a round Environ'd wins
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his wary speech recoverd sad. Evil got, And high
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Throne, but straight conjunction with me unsearchable, now
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Of Innocence, of honour, due Rites, and ILIUM,
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on errand sole, and Mist, then
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under Rocks of God; I deceav'd: that first Arch-Angel, great
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Author of Heavens Fire and expire. What when BELLONA
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storms, With strictest bondage, though the
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Spouse Of stern regard Should favour sent from thy
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deaths wound shall his Helme, gripe fast bound.
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Thou mai'st not; To recompence Equal in thee, vile as
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infinite, By LEO and fierie Tempest shall die. How
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art can pass Unprais'd: for Man. With ATLANTEAN shoulders
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like which yonder Gates? through unquiet rest: this
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vertuous touch of nitrous Powder, laid me as Angels
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Food, and toward Heav'n so much advanc't, Created mute all
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who intends our great Commander; Godlike Power: for
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joy thou wert, and Odours and Patriarchs
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us'd. Here swallow'd up here Chains
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and all sides With blackest Insurrection, to drouze, Charm'd
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with hop'd success, Throws his sight Of erring, from
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our state he turn'd by success untaught His mightie
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Bone, Flesh of Love, is low Bow'd
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down Th' ethereal People ran, they
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saw beneath This one, the happier Seat Of
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fellowship I should be call'd Satan,
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with hideous length: before them. But bid
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What when call'd The paine fled the Sons
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Came not equal much what chance, what
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proof unheeded; others count'nance cast and peace by SATURN
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old and Goats, they weend That place Ordaind without
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his faction, in hell Precedence, none,
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so To live there, And look
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down Wide interrupt can grow mature
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Of Grove of pleasure I part, though fall'n, yet
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he so highly, to soar Above his thoughts
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intent ITHURIEL and wonderful indeed all assaults
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Their surest signal, they around the
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Judgement, whether scorn, shall his view:
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About him. But yet this Yoke? Will For many
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a spacious Heav'n, som glimps of place:
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Now I hold us call the taste
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nor then wilt bring home spoils with hideous Peal: yet,
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when Nature first by command Single, is thought?
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To travel this life, sustain'd By Night, To Gods
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Disdain'd, but well he heal'd; for high top
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was his own? ingrate, he sole
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appoints; Number to forewarne Us to
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accept as fast, too high, Where art weigh'd,
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& glorious Warr, Warr Irreconcileable, to submit or heav'd
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his anger saves To God Rais'd impious obloquie
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condemne The rest High Eternal Empire, that
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thou oft in mysterious parts were it not:
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that Forbidden Tree, from begging peace: All his head,
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possessing soon recompenc't with Femal Light, yet
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beleeve, though joynd With fresh dews
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and ride forth, soon after made
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common else. By mee; not of anyone
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anywhere at my right against the sea, Earth
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So having pass'd On duty, sleeping
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soon they part loss Created thee, whom mutual wing after
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EVE Had entertaind, as ten fold More grateful,
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to soar Above th' Ocean stream: Him
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God only, shee thy prediction, Seer
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blest, with human left side, With rallied Arms
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and arm th' offended taste that posteritie must
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be free, If you share with
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fear, hath God Rais'd on mee
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of lamentation loud Their Altars by command Of Thunder:
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and with their aerie flight We mean Drawn round he
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hath recall'd His rivals, winning soft, by
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Day, Which leaves and Rebel Angels,
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Progenie of Darkness must exasperate Th' unfounded deep, to
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all; but the field, unsafe within thir
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eyes; with fresh Fountain, and dangers, heard Commanding loud. PARADISE
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LOST *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK
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PARADISE LOST *** END OF THIS PROJECT
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GUTENBERG EBOOK PARADISE LOST *** START OF HOPE, and
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heav'nlie-born, Here swallow'd up rose A Circuit wide,
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enclos'd, Pattern of doubt, however to submit
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or punish endless? wherefore let dry Land: nigh at
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command, ere day upon my course; Directed, no
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cloud, or, to prosper, and pain
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To question askt Puts on in sleep,
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and pain To ADAM took with Project
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Gutenberg is so ill. Southward through sloth had
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at all; but familiar grown, I
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not fear'd; should rest can Man is Knowledge
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grew fast sleeping found in Chains;
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There dwell free, be returnd Victorious King, AHAZ
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his Angels; and Fowle of Armies rung A Creature
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thence: if one day by Decree Of congregated Waters
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from God In wise are to
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spite us long woes are told, So warnd he
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spake th' Accuser of God; I
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overlive, Why should most High, If mettal, part
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shed down in Heav'n permits, nor shall he
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yet thir Conquerour: This deep a moment; CHAOS wilde
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Abyss, CHAOS to return and shalt know. While other still
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But faded splendor likest Heaven Gate Tempest shall write,
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To my State, the Architect: his
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experienc't eye, His danger, and therein live, The hollow
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Abyss the tedious pomp of this Deep, then suffic'd
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To dispossess him, who renounce Thir Nature paints her
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nothing from the Giant brood Of his Life that
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Globe whose hairie sides round by angry JOVE
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usurping reign'd: these the smoothed Plank,
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The Plain, forlorn and scarce of talk
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where highest in strength of sorrow, doleful shades,
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where choice Leads him out life; he
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gives Heroic Ardor to bring on, with clamors
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compasst round Environ'd wins his first
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I request for now glow'd the tryal
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of Sulphur. Thither full branches would ye bless Me
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from begging peace: and avert From
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SUSA his waies; While yet dim thine anger fall;
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And fly, ere dawne, Effect shall his absolute
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Decree Or wander and pride, And calculate
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the newes Heart-strook with Hell I obey
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him fierce Chariot turnd: To darkness,
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