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Book vii

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A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold, And pavement stars,--as stars to thee appear Seen in the galaxy, that milky way Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest Powder'd with stars.

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The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

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There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.

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And grace that won who saw to wish her stay.

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And touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.

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With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb.

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Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.

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Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being.

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To know That which before us lies in daily life Is the prime wisdom.

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Liquid lapse of murmuring streams.

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And feel that I am happier than I know.

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Among unequals what society Can sort, what harmony, or true delight?

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Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.

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Her virtue and the conscience of her worth, That would be woo'd, and not unsought be won.

_Paradise Lost.