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To whom thus Satan with ptuous brow. [ 885 ]

Gabriel, thou hadst in Heavn th esteem of wise,

And such I held thee; but this question askt

Puts me in doubt. Lives ther who loves his pain?

Who would not, finding way, break loose from Hell,

Though thither doomd? Thou wouldst thyself, no doubt, [ 890 ]

And boldly veo whatever place

Farthest from pain, where thou mightst hope to ge

Torment with ease, and; soo repence

Dole with delight, whi this place I sought;

To thee no reason; who knowst only good, [ 895 ]

But evil hast not trid: and wilt object

His will who bound us? let him surer barr

His Iron Gates, if he intends our stay

In that dark durahus much what was askt.

The rest is true, they found me where they say; [ 900 ]

But that implies not violence or harme.

Thus he in s. The warlike Angel movd,

Disdainfully half smiling thus replid.

O loss of one in Heavn to judge of wise,

Sian fell, whom follie overthrew, [ 905 ]

And now returns him from his prison scap……(内容加载失败!)

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