Sing surprize. Or could we break our way
By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise [ 135 ]
With blackest Insurre, to found
Heavns purest Light, yet reat Enemy
All incorruptible would on his Throne
Sit unpolluted, and th Ethereal mould
Incapable of stain would soon expel [ 140 ]
Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire
Victorious. Thus repulsd, our final hope
Is flat despair; we must exasperate
Th Almighty Victor to spend all his rage,
And that must end us, that must be our cure, [ 145 ]
To be no more; sad cure; for who would loose,
Though full of pain, this intellectual being,
Those thoughts that wahrough Eternity,
To perish rather, swallowd up and lost
In the wide womb of ued night, [ 150 ]
Devoid of sense and motion? and who knows,
Let this be good, whether ry Foe
give it, or will ever? how he
Is doubtful; that he never will is sure.
Will he, so wise, let loose at once his ire, [ 155 ]
Belike through impotence, or unaware,
To give his Ehir wis……（内容加载失败！）
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