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Daughters of Beulah! Muses who inspire the Poets Song |
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Record the journey of immortal Milton thro' your Realms |
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Of terror & mild moony lustre, in soft sexual delusions |
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Of varied beauty, to delight the wanderer and repose |
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His burning thirst & freezing hunger! Come into my hand |
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By your mild power; descending down the Nerves of my right arm |
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From out the Portals of my Brain, where by your ministry |
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The Eternal Great Humanity Divine. planted his Paradise |
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And in, it caus'd the Spectres of the Dead to take sweet forms |
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In likeness of himself. Tell also of the False Tongue! vegetated |
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Beneath your land of shadows: of its sacrifices. and |
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Its offerings: even till Jesus, the image of the Invisible God |
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Became its prey: a curse, an offering, and an atonement, |
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For Death Eternal. in the heavens of Albion, & before the Gates |
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Of Jerusalem his Emanation; in the heavens beneath Beulah |
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Say first? what mov'd Milton, who walkd about in Eternity |
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One hundred years. pondring the intricate mazes of Providence |
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Unhappy tho in heav'n, he obey'd, he murmur'd not. he was silent |
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Viewing his Sixfold Emanation scatter'd thro' the deep |
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In torment! To go into the deep her to redeem & himself perish? |
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What cause at length mov'd Milton to this unexampled deed |
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A Bards prophetic Song! for sitting at eternal tables, |
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Terrific among the Sons of Albion in chorus solemn & loud |
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A Bard broke forth! all sat attentive to the awful man. |