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        to the heavn of heavns he shall asd

        itory, triumphe aire

        Over here shall surprise

        t, Prince of aire, and drag in es

        there founded leave; [ 455 ]

        ter into glory, and resume

        at Ged high

        Above all names in hence shall e,

        ion shall be ripe,

        ito judge both quid dead [ 460 ]

        to judge t to reward

        o bliss,

        h

        Shall all be Paradise, far happier place

        this of Eden, and far happier daies. [ 465 ]

        So spake then pausd,

        As at t period; and our Sire

        Replete hus replid.

        O goodness infinite, goodness immense!

        t all this good of evil shall produce, [ 470 ]

        And evil turn to good; more wonderful

        t    brough

        Lig of darkness! full of doubt I stand,

        me now of sin

        By mee done and occasiond, or rejoyce [ 475 ]

        Muc muchereof shall spring,

        to God mlory, mood o Men

        From God, and race shall abound.

        But say, if our deliverer up to heavn

        Must reasd, ide the few [ 480 ]

        among thful herd,

        truthen shall guide

        deale

        ors ?
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