Scorning surprize. Or could we break our way

Devoid of sense and motion? and who knows,

Her stores were opend, and this Firmament [ 175 ]

Caught in a fierie Tempest shall be hurld [ 180 ]

Reservd and destind to Eternal woe;

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Sit unpolluted, and th Ethereal mould

Awakd should blow them into sevenfold rage

Under yon boyling Ocean, wrapt in Chains;

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Each on his rock transfixt, the sport and prey

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Impendent horrors, threatning hideous fall

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Is flat despair; we must exasperate

In the wide womb of uncreated night, [ 150 ]

Them in his anger, whom his anger saves

With blackest Insurrection, to confound

Heavns purest Light, yet our great Enemy

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Those thoughts that wander through Eternity,

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Should intermitted vengeance arm again

To perish rather, swallowd up and lost

Of racking whirlwinds, or for ever sunk

Belike through impotence, or unaware,

With Heavns afflicting Thunder, and besought

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Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in Arms?

Designing or exhorting glorious warr,

And plunge us in the flames? or from above

Victorious. Thus repulsd, our final hope

To punish endless? wherefore cease we then?

To give his Enemies thir wish, and end

Though full of pain, this intellectual being,

What can we suffer worse? is this then worst,

One day upon our heads; while we p九九藏书erhaps

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All incorruptible would on his Throne

By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise [ 135 ]

Incapable of stain would soon expel [ 140 ]

A refuge from those wounds: or when we lay

Can give it, or will ever? how he can

Unrespited, unpitied, unrepreevd, [ 185 ]

Let this be good, whether our angry Foe

What when we fled amain, pursud and strook [ 165 ]