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8
    And leave a singed bottom all involvd

    itencing found the sole

    Of unblest feet.

    Mate,

    Boto  tygian flood

    As Gods, and by trength, [ 240 ]

    Not by the sufferance of supernal Power.

    Is the Clime,

    Said t Arc

    t  chis mournful gloom

    For t celestial lig so, since he [ 245 ]

    ho now is Sovran can dispose and bid

    s: fardest from

    h made supream

    Above his equals. Farewel happy Fields

    here Joy for ever dwells: hail horrours, hail [ 250 ]

    Infernal  hell

    Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings

    A mind not to be cime.

    ts o self

    Can make a heavn of hell, a hell of heavn. [ 255 ]

    matter he same,

    And hen he

    er?  least

    e sy  built

    drive us hence: [ 260 ]

    here we may reign secure, and in my choyce

    to reign is ion though in hell:

    Better to reign in hen serve in heavn.

    But hful friends,

    tes and copartners of our loss [ 265 ]

    Lye tonish oblivious Pool,

    And call t to s

    In this unhappy Mansion, or once more

    ito try

    Regaind in  more lost in hell? [ 270 ]

    So Satan spake, and him Beelzebub

    t,

    tent none could have foyld,

    If once t voyce, t pledge

    Of  [ 275 ]

    In  extreams, and on the perilous edge

    Of battel s

    t signal, they will soon resume

    Nehey lye

    Groveling and prostrate on yon Lake of Fire
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