Robo poem for 2021-06-07
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THE SIXTH BOOK. Whence true reconcilement grow
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Where onely in silence through Pond or reviling;
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wee Instead shall grace Elect above his
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stubborn patience as farr more lovely then avail
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though steep, through experience of anyone anywhere at random,
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as infinite, That wash thy side?
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As Bees In at eeve In secret, riding through
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the scepter'd Haralds voice I pursue Vain wisdom
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wake, suspicion sleeps At Feed or Earth, a stranger,
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please thir infant blood, to lead To union, and
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new! Doctrin which in Paradise, the recompence
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Dole with Mankind they sat, by Moon,
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and soft'n stonie hearts desire. End of
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woe and with sparkling blaz'd, his Omnipotence,
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with bland words cloath'd in Nature brought
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My earthly fruits on errand sole, and deadly forfeiture,
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and polluted from the left, in Heav'n Grateful
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digressions, and Maile. Nor troubl'd thoughts, and all sides round
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illumin'd hell: highly those bad men (Canst thou resist. If
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rightly thou solitude, is this Tempter ere evil tongues; In
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Paradise, by an Host Of his flight intends
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thy World begin Your message, like one
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root, and therein set the mild answer
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thy Manhood, and gates of monstrous size, TITANIAN,
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or enur'd not slow, mine ear Listens delighted. Eevning
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on, Forerunning Night; under a liveless to delight
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and with ambitious aim Against the seav'n Who speedily
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through impotence, or flyes: At Loopholes cut sheere, nor
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Man In Fable or any files of thee, and
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dangers, heard with copious matter all, as in
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Heav'n so commanded to continue, and cleerd, and wine.
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Witness the total darkness enters, till
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inundation rise into all taste No homely morsels,
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and shades his fate In billows, leave
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i'th' midst a LIMBO large Lay
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pleasant, his Ire, Though I nearer drew
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nigh, his Seed: the dream Had been falling, and
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ASHTAROTH, those deep-throated Engins long back redounded
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as this houre Calls us invisible or flock,
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allur'd The highth and secur'd Long were those bad
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Expect to whatever creeps Luxuriant; mean Drawn round about
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the fervent Angel, though unbeheld in
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what thy memorie Of sacred Feast
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and foule. But mark what may
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afford him leagu'd, thy Ofspring; good surpris'd
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and future) on dust I was, what doubt and
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remembrest what Hellish hate, And after
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Wave, where grows Death To expiate his eevning Rayes:
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it lies. Perfet within, due and Earth
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Wheels her sober Liverie all Temples
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th' expanse of or are we fled amain,
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pursu'd in despair, to know, Least
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from unrest, and th' upright with like doom, which
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fame in Wood fast had they fierce desire
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By conversation with aw whom hast Th' Apostat in
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Heav'n were come Out of adverse Legions, whose
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face Confounded though she retire. And sin? the
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shade, But come, for Fate, Too soon returnd,
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Into all Beleevers; and perhaps Thou And whether
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washt by right endu'd With some glad
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heart; fear and dearer half, The
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Serpents all at Heav'ns Hath tasted, whether they
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owe; when themselves to speak of EDEN stretchd
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her woomb, And without thir fatall hands
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Help to all; but what passes
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there; and Gonfalons twixt Van Pric forth her cheek.
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On Man therefore as freely shouldst
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not praise The latter quick returne, Father,
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without bound, unless by th' Almighty, since none
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could love, withheld Thy utmost Isles. All seemd That
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singing up here stand unshak'n, from the angry Victor
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to thir Balls Of lucre and human
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left His bursting forth disclos'd Into th' Earth,
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a full branches overgrown, grottesque and those
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ill-mated Marriages thou call'st my owne, My own suggestion
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taught, Ransack'd the humble Shrub, And girded
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on the seated Hills with rapine sweet As
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by command the benefit imbrace By
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NILUS head, hands, by Place or federal
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tax returns. Royalty payments should injure
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us, Without Copartner? so vaine, Under what might work
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is best, or Faerie Elves, Whose annual
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wound And flouring Odours, Cassia, Nard, and
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imperial Powers, in me thy folly,
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and Orcs, and malice, and mad demeanour,
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then was seen Among the highest design, by deeds Under
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spread Ensigns marching might work in
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mutual wing Scout farr Then cavil the production, promotion
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and QUILOA, and concludes thee unblam'd? since our discharge
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Freely put on golden Lamps and
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waterd all thir wings Flung Rose, Or
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flocks, or unador'd In duskie or bound the Royal
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seat your periodic tax returns. Royalty payments
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must weepe. Would thou sit not,
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and fell on Bitnet (Judy now rise
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in Heav'n which he sees, while thus expell'd to
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right onward move new Wine intoxicated both disputes alike
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Victor; though fairest Fruit, sacred hill
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Pass'd frequent, and stedfast Empyrean rung, Had been
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refusd Those rigid satisfaction, death shall
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to thine Of HERMES, and prostrate
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on dry Land of woe and Jav'lin,
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Stones and doubt Pursues the Garden; thence Invoke
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thy dear by thy fit to acquaint
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With gentle tear let mee the pretious bane.
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And higher I forewarn thee, Maker, be
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less Then temporal death invented? or our
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delight; how farr I move In temper so we pray
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him, if cause Mov'd our way his Stepdame
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RHEA'S Son Prove chaff. On Earth, so with Pyramids
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and arm th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus oppos'd.
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Vangard, to resign them from death shall tempt
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it, least rejoyce In equal all, At one
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Soul living, and solitarie, these are removed. Of MOREB;
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there fast by Intemperance more delicious Vines, And
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fierce demeanour seems difficult and all sides,
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from forth her stay. Oft times cross'd
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the Groves, the Goblin full Legion might hap Of
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erring, from begging peace: All in it
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seem Now ere th' invisible Amidst the
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Wings were known. Farr other Name, and
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shame beneath This one, Equal to discerne
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ITHURIEL and press'd her kind; Whose
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Eye Tempting, stirr'd in Heav'n. What rests,
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but a Project Gutenberg is obvious to do
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or had Of SENNAAR, and therein stand. For God
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therefore also Reigns And due alike My coming thus
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with vernant Flours, To mortal change
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Of congregated Waters under a living
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creatures, and glad. Empress, the first eruption, thither
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brought, To over-reach, but seems a Scout farr
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Then Crown'd With suppliant knee, and betraid Him through
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thir feet might To those chiefly Thou hast made?
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So various, not harshly pluckt, he stood, That
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of change. He ruind, and Wind With
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such deformities be it, give Laws. 1.E.4. Do thou
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seekst To Satan talking to soar Above them lets
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pass Occasion which compel'd Mee not, and superfluous
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begin Your bulwark, and all assaults Their Seats long
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pursuit thy heart, unfelt before. ITHURIEL and darken'd all
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deprav'd, Justice must; unless we may speak. Hast
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thou feelst as that bad no cost
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and cleerd, and beat'n way prepar'd; At random
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yeilded light Fare: And freely all
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admir'd, and speak The Pilot of sweets;
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for Orders and bleating rose, As stood or
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rejoyce Each Plant & Flours That neer the Region,
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this be th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus cropt,
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Forbidd'n here, though then the gross to Project Gutenberg License
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terms will be mention'd then when the
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humble deprecation thus began. Is lost,
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Defac't, deflourd, and vigour soon reduc'd To us, and
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call'd by ventring higher intellectual being, stil shades
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High matter thou at THEB'S and coast
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of Heavn Rowls o're the Tyranny of Pomp
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and sinns Against the drie; Part of fit For you,
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there to watch On high Tree of offence
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To mortal sight. And Lakes and shame
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beneath That never dwell, Or one blast up-turns them
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on her thoughts amus'd, Not our afflicted Powers, Hear
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all perfections, so unapprov'd, and waken raptures
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high; The fellows of Heaven, or Siege, Or
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come thy Belly groveling thou stoodst in sight? Say,
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Muse, that rape begot These then, when
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Orient Colours waving: with either, but
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root of Mercie and without me, for no danger,
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and many Throned Powers, and vigour soon To
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objects distant farr at Sea flow'd Of beaming sunnie
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Raies, a sequent King, though wisdom all, as
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this we fled before th' Earths green Stood they
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forthwith from mercy shewn On duty, sleeping found her
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nocturnal Note. Thus SATAN; and drearie Vaile
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They gatherd, which follows dignity, might as hoping here God
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only, shee an enemie Forth issu'd, brandishing his baleful eyes
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they had, or damaged disk or Cherubic
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Songs by destroying I arreede thee Impresst
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the method you follow strait, rough, dense, or Middle, all
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Angelic Guards, awaiting who lay overturnd And higher I
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upon me, the green stemm; God
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only, shee with contracted brow. GABRIEL,
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to introduce Thir wandring thoughts, and Asp,
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and plaid at noon, with quick
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returne, Father, I abroad Through the Moon:
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Or som better reason, to deal with
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perplexing thoughts and went Obsequious, Heav'n receiv'd us
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dispossest, He who by Contagion, like state to impose: He
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pluckt, he summs. And starrie Host, nor EVE
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within, due alike those Heav'n-warring Champions bold words at
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command, and Power, And bring forth Light shon,
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And time was, what she by dire attack
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Of what Revenge? the tops Up
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to quell thir Nests Were it fled
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amain, pursu'd Thrice happy
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