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Now morn, her rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl, When Adam wak'd, so custom'd; for his sleep Was aery light, from pure digestion bred.
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Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces.
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My latest found, Heaven's last, best gift, my ever new delight!
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Good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows.
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These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!
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Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn.
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A wilderness of sweets.
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Another morn Ris'n on mid-noon.
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So saying, with despatchful looks in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent.
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Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
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The bright consummate flower.
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Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers.
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They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
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Satan; so call him now, his former name Is heard no more in heaven.
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Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
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Innumerable as the stars of night, Or stars of morning, dewdrops which the sun Impearls on every leaf and every flower.
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So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found; Among the faithless, faithful only he.
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Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.
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Servant of God, well done; well hast thou fought The better fight.
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Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd: dire was the noise Of conflict.
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Spirits that live throughout, Vital in every part, not as frail man, In entrails, heart or head, liver or reins, Cannot but by annihilating die.
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Far off his coming shone.
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More safe I sing with mortal voice, unchang'd To hoarse or mute, though fall'n on evil days, On evil days though fall'n, and evil tongues.
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Still govern thou my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few.
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Heaven open'd wide Her ever during gates, harmonious sound, On golden hinges moving.
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Hither, as to their fountain, other stars Repairing, in their golden urns draw light.
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Now half appear'd The tawny lion, pawing to get free His hinder parts.
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Indu'd With sanctity of reason.
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