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Paradise Lost


                                  Down from the verge of Heaven; eternal wrath
                                  Burnt after them to the bottomless pit.
                                  Hell heard the unsufferable noise, Hell saw
                                  Heaven ruining from Heaven, and would have fled
                                  Affrighted; but strict Fate had cast too deep
                                  Her dark foundations, and too fast had bound.
                                  Nine days they fell: Confounded Chaos roared,
                                  And felt tenfold confusion in their fall
                                  Through his wild anarchy, so huge a rout
                                  Incumbered him with ruin: Hell at last
                                  Yawning received them whole, and on them closed;
                                  Hell, their fit habitation, fraught with fire
                                  Unquenchable, the house of woe and pain.
                                  Disburdened Heaven rejoiced, and soon repaired
                                  Her mural breach, returning whence it rolled.
                                  Sole victor, from the expulsion of his foes,
                                  Messiah his triumphal chariot turned:
                                  To meet him all his Saints, who silent stood
                                  Eye-witnesses of his almighty acts,
                                  With jubilee advanced; and, as they went,
                                  Shaded with branching palm, each Order bright,
                                  Sung triumph, and him sung victorious King,
                                  Son, Heir, and Lord, to him dominion given,
                                  Worthiest to reign: He, celebrated, rode
                                  Triumphant through mid Heaven, into the courts
                                  And temple of his Mighty Father throned
                                  On high; who into glory him received,
                                  Where now he sits at the right hand of bliss.
                                  Thus, measuring things in Heaven by things on Earth,


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