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    DEscend from  name

    If rig calld, whose Voice divine

    Folloh Olympian hill I soare,

    Above t of Pegasean wing.

    t thou [ 5 ]

    Nor of top

    Of old Olympus d, but heavnlie borne,

    Before tain flowd,

    ternal isdom didst converse,

    isdom ter, and  play [ 10 ]

    In presence of tie Father, pleasd

    itial Song. Up led by thee

    Into the heavn of heavns I have presumd,

    An Eart, and drawn Empyreal Aire,

    tempring; ie guided down [ 15 ]

    Return me to my Native Element:

    Least from teed unreind, (as once

    Bellerophough from a lower Clime)

    Dismounted, on th Aleian Field I fall

    Erroneous to wander and forlorne. [ 20 ]

    remaines unsung, but narrower bound

    ithe visible Diurnal Spheare;

    Standing on Eart rapt above the Pole,

    More safe I Sing al voice, unchangd

    to e, though falln on evil dayes, [ 25 ]

    On evil dayes tongues;

    In darkness, and  round,

    And solitude; yet not alone, whou

    Visitst my slumbers Nightly, or when Morn

    Purples t: still govern thou my Song, [ 30 ]

    Urania, and fit audience find, though few.

    But drive farr off the barbarous dissonance

    Of Bacche Race

    Of t  t tore thracian Bard

    In Rhodope, where oods and Rocks had Eares [ 35 ]

    to rapture, till the savage clamor dround

    Bothe Muse defend

    thee implores:

    For t y dreame.
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