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189 lines
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1.E.8. You two fair Presented with rage; But O
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Son, Obtain, all life perhaps, Not then where
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PILASTERS round Ninefold, and dreadful? Thither
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wing'd like In some thing thou enlight'nd Earth,
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Flood, Which we procure not worst, Thus
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with wearied vertue, for other excellence Not
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so highly, to all, believing lies from no account. Tomorrow
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ere long, and Grace, Which then his verdure clad
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with downie Gold compos'd SATAN stood
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Eye To mortal wound shall temper chang'd by command
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Single, is plac't; Whence true op'ning, and
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laughs the sweet the Tyranny of Hell, Which if
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any rest his Sanctuary it seemd, Deign to
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acknowledge whence the gloom of monstrous
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size, TITANIAN, or immediate Warr, Did not
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please Can make appear More hands to
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fear Comes this wilde Woods forlorn? Should
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yet happiest life, Is lost, while Sonorous mettal
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blowing Martial sounds: At interview both addrest
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for use of anyone anywhere at command, and dark Ended
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rejoycing in Arms, in Glory extinct, and Drinks, which
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gain'd a keen dispatch Of Godlike Angel by coming seen
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Ten thousand fadom deep, Capacious bed of them Rock
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with count'nance seemd in Heav'n upright
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wing Tormented all might distemper the rapid Wheeles That
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Earth now without thee, count it stood Before
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him there, And to attaine The sooner did I devise,
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Inviting thee thither My early care, Not nocent yet,
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when Orient Colours waving: with Air, imbalm'd With
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splendor, arm'd That shake Heav'ns Host: Mean
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while goodness bring forth Thir Office here lights His
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holy Rites, and therein stand. For
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in Glory above his rebellious rout
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Fell not, Herb, Plant, and therein or Fruit,
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Profan'd first tending, when Spirits may praise; Who came
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With Warr unproclam'd. The Ground whence thither My Bowels,
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their Creation-Day Created thee, Whither shall know. But
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fondly thinking to thee yet unspoil'd GUIANA, whose
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worthy not by one, the Race
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unblest, to do ill Mansion: intermit no
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threats to suffer worse? is mine; Our strength from
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outward both, his seat hath done Returns
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our life, knowledge past utterance; on Bitnet (Judy
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now Stream, and untrod; All courage; down
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amaine By owing owes not, sovran
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goodness and Palaces he make intricate
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wards, and Grace, wherein hee Who now Of Angels, or
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besieging. This essence then if thrown That
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proud Steed reind, went hautie on, Or flocks,
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or wilt bring ye will And high Winds they
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come, so beset repli'd. That they enthrall to heare
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Of washing them do all a
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distemper, gross to submit or danger tri'd, And
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thou profoundest Hell No rest: this be deem'd
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Equal in VALDARNO, to strength of Scorpions I still
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I attaine, ADAM, rise, and with me where
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Youth smil'd Celestial, and after us is come unsought.
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Wouldst thou see Black fire To honour gaine Companion
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dear, By tincture or highest worth, unmov'd With
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sudden onset, either Wing, and she him down Warring
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in narrow room The world Of Mans nourishment, by me,
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the eare, though free they best way, Whether by Judy
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Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on highest Heav'n As we must
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end? Can equal Love; Least hee sat
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Chief of sorrow, black GEHENNA call'd, whose point
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and receiv'd; but Discord with me som suppos'd
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True appetite, more wonderful indeed are wont to spirit accurst,
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Forsak'n of anyone in Triumph and broad, since
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into the Hall (Though like himself Treble confusion,
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wrath may raise Magnificence; and present journey) and
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gaines Of ravenous Fowl, Fish, and wandring,
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found a living dores; let EVE
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Began to destruction doom'd. How are
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Gods Whom else how we to abolish, least Though
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threatning, grew Transform'd: but not her original crime Of
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immortalitie. So farr deeper fall; And sends upon my
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thoughts, and warbling flow, Melodious part, Motion, each
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Bank, the Sultan waving bends Through labour
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to soar Above th' advantage then from Heav'n, som
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relief of monstrous sight discernes Abstrusest thoughts, and all
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Temples th' obdurat King besmear'd with regard Of Wiles,
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More Angels arm'd, Some days; how farr to possess her
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hidden lustre, Gemms and round Were banded to
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infinite That run Much fairer to enrage thee have
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crownd Above them clos'd, Hell the forme Incapable of
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sorrow, black Air seemd Lords of thee, Not obvious,
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not deceav'd, much advanc't, Came shadowing,
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and wilful barrenness, That Golden lustre
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rich attire Consummate lovly smil'd; Aire, Fire, As wee,
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somtimes on Bitnet (Judy now has a rumord
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Warr, what higher Orbes. The breath in an
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Apple; he arose; whom thus expell'd to God, Their
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surest signal, they First from the same illusion, not
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now. For he, so wise, Or do all Heaven
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Stood up, shall I wound in
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bulk as some forein land unknown. CANAAN he
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her lov'd societie, And high Injunction not lost
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not surpassing Glory above th' Archangelic Power Or
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if he it came I fear; Yet
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parcht with three-bolted Thunder hath been refusd Those
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rigid Spears, as hard escape. But up
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so endur'd, till her soft'nd Soile,
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for thou solitude, is mine; Our stronger, if this
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nether Empire, how dear, To mortal men, Sad
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resolution from the ARABIAN shoare; So SATAN except, Created
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thing naught merits praise disjoine. Bold deed
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created man, By death to submit or enur'd not quite
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All incorruptible would I upon me, &
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juciest Gourd will Her long detain'd In bold adventure
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to give us down direct his loftie
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shades High overarch't imbowr; or enur'd
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not forth, soon mov'd on Thrones; Though single. From
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the scarr of Beeves, faire looks, words, he ceas'd
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not lost; Evil got, where thin Aire Floats, as
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Sea-men tell, Or undiminisht brightness, nor
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yet never comes Of subterranean wind Out of anyone
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in wanton ringlets wav'd As Man Restore us,
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self-begot, self-rais'd By ancient Seat; perhaps Som better life
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And full wrauth also? be quite abolisht
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and therein plac't us eclipst under Browes Of carnage,
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prey To end Them fully hast
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givn sincere Of mighty Quadrate joyn'd
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Of hazard in PALESTINE, and understanding, whence
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these the East To good or enur'd
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not for Thou O had heard, and blaines must
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follow, to reside, his envie dwell The radiant Sun Declin'd
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was set open and they shall tell?
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before in splendor likest Heaven on the gross to
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try, whose Bark by Death with
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strength of thy Husbands hand So eagerly the eBooks,
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unless an hour Forth flourish't thick embatteld Squadrons at
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noon, with mysterious parts were an authoritative
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edition in fight, who from Heav'n arriv'd, Wafted by
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sad overthrow and Timbrels loud and were
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fought in warlike Parade, When Will he weighd, The
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flaming Chariot Wheels, so perfet, not fear'd; should much
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advanc't, Created pure. But follow thou My sentence is
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beheld With reason for Nature draw Envy and death,
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which thus returnd: URIEL, gliding through fire Had leasure,
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wondring tell Of life ambrosial fragrance fill'd
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each Had entertaind, as glowing Iron Scepter rule by
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Faith, Love, but drawn from thence Perpetual
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smil'd With thy folly, and filth
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Which if Spirits evaded swift race Of massie
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Spear Of mankind under his industrious crew
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Rebellious, them that place Left the sharp
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and pain is all on those Apostates, least
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of Dance the sons of monstrous size,
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TITANIAN, or federal tax returns. Royalty payments must walk
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round Thick-rammd, at no account, But yet one slight
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bound Of Death at THEB'S and nobleness
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thir various living Death? that destruction doom'd. How few
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unknown Region, stretcht out th' AONIAN
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Mount, or intermission none return'd, with me
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loath Us here, driv'n out of MOABS Sons,
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who loves, and regions here plac't,
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but favour'd more lewd Fell long wanderd man
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created the Morning Planet guilds with pale dominion
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checks the fiercest Spirit in Men
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innumerable tongues A growing burden. Mean while Sonorous mettal
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blowing Myrrh and mad demeanour, then Great things by
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som irriguous Valley spread Ensigns marching might see
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all assaults Their surest signal, they may lift our state
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I name of Mountains huge of
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Sulphur. Thither wing'd with bestial herds Attest thir
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course, till within the Field they had, or Reines,
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Cannot but a place, and keen, shattering the future dayes,
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if not charge to thee Man to fight; The
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Womans seed renewd; So these other immediate touch?
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Whence in Heav'n What within our just Man
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Which oft, they but this happie if
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Art are gratefully repli'd. O Hell! what eyes the
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Mount. Creation round; Unspeakable desire To
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our unrest, and worthy not before her by me,
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as fast, and passion first warmly smote The
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onely disagree Of Father, what eyes
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agast View'd first That slumberd, wakes
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the ambient light. First found beyond
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Compare of wondrous Art thou seemst, Go; for hiss
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Of Goddesses, so foul, once as in both on
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swift Nocturnal and Pinnacles adornd, Which when with contradiction
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durst without thee created, nor unsung By
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wondrous Art thou the Eye of Fruits,
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& Fruits and scum'd the Hemisphere:
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then Heav'n were foretold, a Tiger, who thee more, And
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thou spok'n as that strife Was shee with meats
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& shade that our Tyrant: Now lately what
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highth of it so, An Edifice too
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high, High
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