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Then when I am thy captive talk of es, [ 970 ]

Proud limitarie Cherube, but ere then

Farr heavier load thy self expect to feel

From my prevailing arme, though Heavens King

Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy peers,

Usd to the yoak, drawst his triumphant wheels [ 975 ]

In progress through the rode of Heavn Star-pavd.

While thus he spake, th Angelic Squadrht

Turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes

Thir Phalanx, and began to hemm him round

With ported Spears, as thick as when a field [ 980 ]

Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends

Her bearded Grove of ears, which way the wind

Swayes them; the careful Plowman doubting stands

Least ohreshing floore his hopeful sheaves

Prove chaff. On th other side Satan allarmd [ 985 ]

Colleg all his might dilated stood,

Like Teneriff or Atlas unremovd:

His stature reacht the Skie, and on his Crest

Sat horror Plumd; nor wanted in his graspe

What seemd both Spear and Shield: now dreadful deeds [ 990 ]

Might have ensud, n……(内容加载失败!)

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