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Of this right hand provoked, since first that tongue,
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Inspired with contradiction, durst oppose
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A third part of the gods, in synod met
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Their deities to assert,3781 who while they feel
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Vigor divine within them, can allow
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Omnipotence to none. But well thou com’st
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Before thy fellows, ambitious to win
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From me some plume, 3782 that thy success3783 may show
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Destruction3784 to the rest. This pause between
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(Unanswered lest thou boast) to let thee know:
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At first I thought that liberty and Heav’n
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To Heav’nly souls had been all one, but now
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I see that most through sloth had rather serve,
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Minist’ring Spirits, trained up in feast and song!
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Such hast thou armed, the minstrelsy of Heav’n,
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Servility with freedom to contend,
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As both their deeds compared this day shall prove.
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To whom in brief thus Abdiel stern replied:
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“‘Apostate! Still thou err’st, nor end wilt find
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Of erring, from the path of truth remote.
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Unjustly thou deprav’st 3785 it with the name
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Of servitude, to serve whom God ordains,
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Or Nature: God and Nature bid 3786 the same,
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When he who rules is worthiest, and excels
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Them whom he governs. This is servitude,
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To serve the unwise, or him who hath rebelled
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Against his worthier, as thine now serve thee,
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Thyself not free, but to thyself enthralled.3787
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Yet lewdly 3788 dar’st our minist’ring 3789 upbraid.3790
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Reign thou in Hell, thy kingdom! Let me serve
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In Heav’n God ever blest, and His divine
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Behests3791 obey, worthiest to be obeyed.
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Yet chains in Hell, not realms, expect. Meanwhile,
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From me returned, as erst thou saidst, from flight,
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This greeting on thy impious crest 3792 receive.
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“So saying, a noble stroke he lifted high,
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Which hung not, but so swift with tempest 3793 fell
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On the proud crest of Satan, that no sight
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Nor motion of swift thought, less could his shield,
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Such ruin3794 intercept. Ten paces huge3795
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He back recoiled; the tenth on bended knee,
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His massy spear upstaid,3796 as if on earth
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Winds under ground, or waters forcing way,
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Sidelong had pushed a mountain from his seat,
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Half sunk with all his pines. Amazement seized
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The rebel Thrones, but greater rage, to see
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Thus foiled 3797 their mightiest; ours joy filled, and shout,
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Presage of victory, 3798 and fierce desire
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Of battle. Whereat Michael 3799 bid sound
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The Arch-Angel trumpet. Through the vast 3800 of Heav’n
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It sounded, and the faithful armies rung
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Hosanna to the Highest.
“Nor stood at gaze3801
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The adverse legions, nor less hideous, joined,3802
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The horrid shock. Now storming fury rose,
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And clamor such as heard in Heav’n till now
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Was never. Arms on armor clashing brayed3803
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Horrible discord, and the madding3804 wheels
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Of brazen3805 chariots raged. Dire3806 was the noise
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Of conflict. Overhead the dismal hiss
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Of fiery darts3807 in flaming vollies flew,
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And flying vaulted 3808 either host with fire.
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So under fiery cope3809 together rushed
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Both battles3810 main,3811 with ruinous assault
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And inextinguishable rage. All Heav’n
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Resounded, and had earth been then, all earth
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Had to her center shook.
“What wonder, when
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Millions of fierce encount’ring Angels fought
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On either side, the least of whom could wield
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These elements, and arm him with the force
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Of all their regions? How much more of power
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Army against army numberless to raise
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Dreadful combustion3812 warring, and disturb,
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Though not destory, their happy native seat,
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Had not the Eternal King Omnipotent,
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From His stronghold of Heav’n high, over-ruled3813
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And limited their might, though numbered 3814 such
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As each divided3815 legion might have seemed
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A numerous host, in strength each armèd band
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A legion. Led in fight, yet leader seemed
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Each warrior single as in chief, expert
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When to advance, or stand, or turn the sway
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Of battle, open when, and when to close
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The ridges3816 of grim3817 war. No thought of flight,
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None of retreat, no unbecoming deed
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That argued fear. Each on himself relied,
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As3818 only in his arm the moment 3819 lay
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Of victory. Deeds of eternal fame
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Were done, but infinite, for wide was spread
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That war and various. Sometimes on firm ground
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A standing fight; then soaring on main3820 wing
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Tormented 3821 all the air. All air seemed then
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Conflicting3822 fire.
“Long time in even scale
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The battle hung, till Satan, who that day
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Prodigious3823 power had shown, and met in arms
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No equal, ranging through the dire attack
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Of fighting Seraphim confused,3824 at length
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Saw where the sword of Michael smote, and felled
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Squadrons at once: with huge two-handed sway 3825
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Brandished aloft, the horrid 3826 edge came down
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Wide-wasting. Such destruction to withstand
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He hasted, and opposed 3827 the rocky orb
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Of tenfold adamant, his ample shield,
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A vast circumference. At his approach
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The great Arch-Angel from his warlike toil
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Surceased,3828 and glad, as hoping here to end
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Intestine3829 war in Heav’n, th’ arch-foe subdued
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Or captive dragged in chains, with hostile frown
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And visage all inflamed first thus began:
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“‘Author of evil, unknown till thy revolt,
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Unnamed in Heav’n, now plenteous, as thou see’st—
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These acts of hateful strife, hateful to all,
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Though heaviest by just measure3830 on thyself
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And thy adherents! How hast thou disturbed
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Heav’n’s blessèd peace, and into Nature brought
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Misery, uncreated till the crime
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Of thy rebellion! How hast thou instilled
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Thy malice into thousands, once upright
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And faithful, now proved false! But think not here
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To trouble holy rest.3831 Heav’n casts thee out
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From all her confines.3832 Heav’n, the seat of bliss,
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Brooks3833 not the works of violence and war.
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Hence then, and evil go with thee along,
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Thy offspring, to the place of evil, Hell,
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Thou and thy wicked crew! There mingle3834 broils,3835
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Ere this avenging sword begin thy doom,
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Or some more sudden vengeance, winged from God,
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Precipitate thee with augmented pain.
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“So spoke the Prince of Angels, to whom thus
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The adversary:
“‘Nor think thou with wind
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Of airy threats to awe whom yet with deeds
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Thou canst not. Hast thou turned the least of these
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To flight, or if to fall, but that they rise
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Unvanquished? Easier to transact 3836 with me
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That thou shouldst hope, imperious, and with threats
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To chase me hence? Err not, that so shall end
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The strife which thou call’st evil, but we style
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The strife of glory, which we mean to win,
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Or turn this Heav’n itself into the Hell
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Thou fablest, here however to dwell free,
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If not to reign. Meanwhile, thy utmost force
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(And join Him named Almighty to thy aid)
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I fly not, but have sought thee far and nigh.
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“They ended parle, 3837 and both addressed 3838 for fight
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Unspeakable, for who, though with the tongue
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Of Angels, can relate, or to what things
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Liken on earth conspicuous,3839 that may lift
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Human imagination to such height
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Of godlike power? For likest gods they seemed,
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Stood they or moved, in stature, motion, arms,
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Fit to decide the empire of great Heav’n.
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Now waved their fiery swords, and in the air
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Made horrid circles: two broad suns their shields
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Blazed opposite, while expectation stood
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In horror. From each hand 3840 with speed retired,
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Where erst was thickest3841 fight, th’Angelic throng,
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And left large field,3842 unsafe within the wind3843
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Of such commotion—such as, to set forth
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Great things by small, if Nature’s concord broke,
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Among the constellations war were sprung,
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Two planets, rushing from aspect3844 malign
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Of fiercest opposition, in mid sky
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Should combat, and their jarring spheres confound.3845
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Together both with next to almighty arm
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Up-lifted imminent, one stroke they aimed
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That might determine, 3846 and not need repeat,
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As not of power at once, nor odds3847 appeared
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In might or swift prevention.3848 But the sword
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Of Michael from the armory of God
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Was giv’n him tempered so that neither keen
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Nor solid might resist that edge. It met
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The sword of Satan, with steep force to smite
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Descending, and in half cut sheer, 3849 nor stayed,
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But with swift wheel reverse, deep ent’ring, shared 3850
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All his right side. Then Satan first knew pain,
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And writhed him to and fro convolved,3851 so sore
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The griding3852 sword with discontinuous3853 wound
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Passed through him. But the ethereal substance closed,
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Not long divisible, and from the gash
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A stream of nectarous humor 3854 issuing flowed
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Sanguine, 3855 such as celestial Spirits may bleed,
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And all his armor stained, erewhile so bright.
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Forthwith on all sides to his aid was run
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By Angels many and strong, who interposed
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Defence, while others bore him on their shields
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Back to his chariot, where it stood retired 3856
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From off the files of war. 3857 There they him laid
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Gnashing for anguish and despite3858 and shame
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To find himself not matchless, and his pride
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Humbled by such rebuke, 3859 so far beneath
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His confidence to equal God in power.
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Yet soon he healed, for Spirits that live throughout
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Vital in every part, not as frail man
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In entrails, heart or head, liver or reins,3860
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Cannot but3861 by annihilating die,
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Nor in their liquid texture mortal wound
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Receive, no more than can the fluid air.
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All heart they live, all head, all eye, all ear,
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All intellect, all sense, and as they please
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They limb themselves, and color, shape, or size
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Assume, as likes them best, condense or rare.
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“Meanwhile in other parts like3862 deeds deserved
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Memorial, where the might of Gabriel fought,
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And with fierce ensigns3863 pierced the deep array3864
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Of Moloch, furious king, who him defied,
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And at his chariot-wheels to drag him bound
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Threat’ned, nor from the Holy One of Heav’n
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Refrained his tongue blasphemous. But anon3865
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