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Justice divine Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries.
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How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smiled!
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No war or battle sound Was heard the world around.
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But see! theVirgin blessed Hath laid her Babe to rest. Time is our tedious song should here have ending.
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Farewell happy fields, Where joy forever dwells: Hail, horrors, hail.
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But say That death be not one stroke, as I supposed, Bereaving sense, but endless misery From this day onward, which I feel begun Both in me, and without me, and so last To perpetuity; ay me, that fear Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution On my defenceless head; both Death and I Am found eternal, and incorporate both, Nor I on my part single, in me all Paradise Lost Posterity stands cursed: fair patrimony That I must leave ye, sons; O were I able To waste it all myself, and leave ye none!
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The work under our labour grows, Luxurious by restraint.
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In contemplation of created things, by steps we may ascend to God.
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And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend.
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O loss of sight, of thee I most complain! Blind among enemies, O worse than chains, dungeon or beggary, or decrepit age! Light, the prime work of God, to me is extinct, and all her various objects of delight annulled, which might in part my grief have eased. Inferior to the vilest now become of man or worm; the vilest here excel me, they creep, yet see; I, dark in light, exposed to daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, within doors, or without, still as a fool, in power of others, never in my own; scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half.
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They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
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Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
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There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
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Nor think thou with wind Of æry threats to awe whom yet with deeds Thou canst not.
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Mirth, admit me of thy crew,To live with her, and live with thee,In unreprovèd pleasures free.
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Immortal amarant, a flower which once In paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er elysian flowers her amber stream: With these that never fade the spirits elect Bind their resplendent locks.
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Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
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What reinforcement we may gain from hope; If not, what resolution from despair.
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Day and night, Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost Shall hold their course, till fire purge all things new.
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Litigious terms, fat contentions, and flowing fees.
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The end then of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents.
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A death-like sleep, A gentle wafting to immortal life.
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Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, in every gesture dignity and love.
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So shall the world go on, To good malignant, to bad men benign, Under her own weight groaning.