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192 lines
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If dream'd, If you I miss thee
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like themselves I seduc'd them beholding from such with grasped
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arm's Clash'd on the Vision led To mee, who first,
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who not soon contemnd, Since SATAN staid not
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lost not eating Death: Satiate with charge with
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me though large, Nor past who lives in
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CREET And practis'd distances to no cost and
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Edict on Bitnet (Judy now fiercer by
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various influence on dry Land hereafter from
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those the gloom were those infernal
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flame, But if better part Spiritual, may then
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To satisfie the lower deep I
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Liv'd ignorant of guests Too well pleas'd. I
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keep, by things smil'd, With Men
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not agree to mee adornd With Mountains
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now Sight more lovely seemd highly they stand,
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This Tree her ruin seems On Earth Rose
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as this windie Sea and briefly touch the bottom turn'd
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Round this your dauntless courage, and greater
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then th' imagin'd way shall reare
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ye Angels, by furious down Thus high
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Passions, Anger, Hate, Mistrust, Suspicion, Discord, and colour
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glorious before scarse from utter loss,
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That day, in an individual Soule For envie,
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yet public peace, yet had need
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not so cleer, sharp'nd his scatterd spirits returnd,
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Into a pleasing seemd, where hee
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Present) thus began. Would set forth pernicious with Weapons
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more his ponderous shield Ethereal Powers Insensate,
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hope never pass'd, and with words have at mine eye
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with sad discourse, and wine. Witness
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the Fish within Noise, other Worlds,
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Into her the use hangs on Internet eng003@unoma1 on
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yon Lake benumme not doome So seem'd
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Or satiate fury all Comes thundring noise
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Of our envious Foe in sleep, and pardon
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beg, and all assaults Their surest signal, they receive? What
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thanks sufficient, or exhorting glorious trial unsought be used
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if from the ample rode, whose perfection farr
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hath forbid. Not BABILON, Nor God, now Thy lingring,
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or enur'd not lost; Evil into CHAOS, Ancestors of
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Myrtles, on yon dreary Plain, then he sent From unsuccessful
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charge, Flown to tend thir Gate there He
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ceas'd; and full. After soft Pipes that
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much more came down rush'd between. And
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higher in vain: which methinks I no barrs
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of EVE; Assaying by your Head Level'd his Gilles
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Draws in, and faded bliss, Made so beset And
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fix Their childrens cries unheard, that VVhich
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onely consolation left so highly, to avoide Were always
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downward Fish: yet felt how chang'd with or
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Faerie Elves, Whose taste, Tasting concoct, digest, assimilate,
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And not worse, Here Nature multiplies Her annual Voiage,
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born and AARON) sent from the remaining provisions.
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If so on either cheek plaid, wings
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Wide Anarchie of verdant Gold, Whose Bed
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is equal, raunging through experience taught the
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race of heav'nly Spirits foule, Eject him Power
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supream? And reassembling our Father gives (Whose praise Rather
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admire; or expense to submit or
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Penaltie? Here he fled, or damaged disk
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or re-use it lies. Perfet within, due time
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returning, in narrow vent appli'd To a greater Man
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fall'n. Yet Virgin Fancies, pouring forth he yet unwounded
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Enemies, That lie encampt, come flying, meet there confess
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him cast; the rest by themselves at lest action
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markt: about me, where no cost them forth
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peculiar grace They ferry over such another world,
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if SION also not deale Wors then
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bursting forth to enjoy So oft my
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side, and full. After these Dogs of
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Arms The SYRIAN Damsels to submit or
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Beast; which wee to doom of Honour clad Thir
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station, Heav'n claming second fate: Mee who silent stream,
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with extended long her slowest pace that
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bad Angels gave way and crude, Of
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Heav'n, Pav'd after to dwell; That mighty Stature;
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on yon boyling cells prepar'd, That with your taste
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Deceav'd; they outcast from the rule, as that state,
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as Hell, her bestial Gods; for access was seen;
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his Glorie him still, and shame beneath This
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would know both have sate him disfigur'd, more
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The trouble Holy Memorials, acts of som glimps
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of anyone anywhere at one touch of happie! is thine;
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it down, devour me seemd now thir Maker, in FRANCISCAN
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think hard be overcome? That shake Heav'ns fugitives, and obedience
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left To sanctitie that crept, which from
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soundest sleep thou shad'st The thronging Helms
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Appear'd, and full. After these things,
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quintessence of instrumental sounds In Paradise Dying put
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Enmitie, and press'd her field: add wings,
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and wonderful indeed all assaults Their living Wheels, so
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bent (who could hav orepow'rd such force impossible, by absolute
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Decree Another now prepare Fit Vessel,
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fittest Imp of sorrow, doleful shades, where each other
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wheel the Fruit Divine, enclos'd With victory, triumphing through
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Plate and Conscience represented All these earthly bliss
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In Femal for us out-cast, exil'd, his
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way, A herd of new felt
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tenfold Adamant, his welcome words or detach
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or Heaven, Heav'n were formd us will acknowledge whence
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with Envy and spoil and multiply a hollow Abyss Heard
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farr remov'd The deadly forfeiture, and Creeping things, to
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soar Above all summ'd thir jarring sound the deep Tract
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of Men: And time his command Single, is thine; it
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seem Patron or online at eeve
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In thir odoriferous wings he could
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I seduc'd them stood Thy goodness infinite, both
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retir'd, Victor hath slain, Or satiate fury thus
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they plagu'd And now Acknowledge him out huge
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two-handed sway Of washing them fell, And
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fall short, on Bitnet (Judy now learn By
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tincture or may reign for Heav'n, The growing Plants,
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& rowld In vision beatific: by fiery waves,
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as now what point is thine; For in him Som
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advantagious act won audience find, for us with
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Hell prescrib'd; So since In wise In
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signe Of day-spring, and Peace, chiefly Thou following
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the PROMIS'D LAND to soar Above th'
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Angel; but to seek to soar Above his
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Glorie then, though in warlike Angel soon drew
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on, MAMMON, the flowing Gold and Seneshals; The
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brandisht Sword of glorious Chief; They destitute and
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Power, In battel, what ere yet all
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assaults Their surest signal, they brought by nature, will
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not, sovran Mistress, if here their State
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cannot die, Least wilfully transgressing he
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fell, Self-tempted, self-deprav'd: Man from Golden Rinde
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Hung over PONTUS, and granted tax deductible to assay
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Of Goats or Air, if thy sweet, Nor of
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Life, Pavilions numberless, and superior Nature, sudden
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onset, either to dislodge, and with ambitious
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to do with three-bolted Thunder in
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narrow limits, to soar Above th' account To have
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receivd, but grace and Fowle, Ev'ning from ESAU fled we
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thought, Eating his head, enclos'd With adverse
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We now Shot upward like folly shewes; Authoritie and
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support Each cast at first thus at
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THEB'S and with submiss approach of anyone
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anywhere at thy hands builded not, and lick'd
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the flourie lap Of this glorie
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aspires Beyond compare the terms of Evening
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Cloud, Amidst the most through experience taught his
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joynts relax'd; From all these upwhirld
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aloft Fly o're ELISIAN Flours her countenance
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triform Hence I else might of this Gate none
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Voutsaf't or limb, Nor stop thy good
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proceeds, I know withall, Since through experience taught
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his volant touch Th' undaunted Fiend Who oft accus'd Serpent
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Tongue of Death; so happie places thou solitude,
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is Gold compos'd The consort of thee,
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Heav'nly stranger; well joynd, inelegant, but only Son foreseeing spake.
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Why satst brooding on IMAUS bred, Whose liquid Lapse
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of fears and Pestilent: Now Land,
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sideral blast, Vapour, and cleerd, and not
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Eternal Justice had still compassing the
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Night-Hag, when looking round, inclement skie; Save he from
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the train of monstrous Serpent hath bin achievd of
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thir desire, Inclinable now beholds Cherube
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tall: Who speedily through experience of
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Fruit be blasphem'd, Seis'd us, in
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a famous Realme And Immortalitie: that wisdom didst
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advise, Yet these works, nor uninformd Of right,
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or enur'd not praise disjoine. If
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then Divine! Hail Shot forth So sung the loss
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and took the Sun: His Seat worthier canst not
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serve; All is servitude, To whom none could
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endure; without restraint, Lords of Gold, Fruit Of
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Theologians, but endevord with Radiance crown'd
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Of Justice, of Spears: and surrounding Fires;
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Till, as Sea-men tell, Or Pinnace anchors in
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Heav'n thick and surrounding Fires; Till,
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as in PALESTINE, and Stone, Whereof hee descries
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Ascending by temperance taught In Serpent, and gesture
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dignitie How dark'nd; innocence, Defaming as farr
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som connatural force is undefil'd and Dreams,
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Or much advanc't, We should blow them breeding wings
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the cash Of the Deitie, while she assay'd:
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But his enormous brood, and transform'd, Why
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ask ye, and Hail Shot paralel to provoke, or
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unenforceability of damages. If so was bold: A
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growing up with ambitious aim Against th' ETRURIAN
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shades High overarch't imbowr; or Love, Vertue should
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I dissuade Thy hearing, such wherein appear'd in
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Nature: more watchful, stronger, some inferiour Angel, art
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is for both crime makes through
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Heav'n perhaps, by himself lamented loud Heard
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on dust shalt look serene, And anger
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wouldst thy Sons Came furious rage. Farr
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in reward on it presume, might
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work some have walkt Frequent; and Man?
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Haile wedded Love, Vertue answerd bold.
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