I look up at night and I admire The loft of the stars that do inspire An awe at that measurement That neither height nor length, in my judgment, Do make clear by their weak metaphor, Far below what’s needed some sense to restore. But it’s the depth between the highest bliss And the utter …

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Satan Going Forth From the Presence of the Lord

The lurid pleasures of defianceLure my soul to make allianceWith darker and forboding foesThat care no wit for fleeting souls.Memory is their armada,Recalling doomed bravadoBy which we face torment,Till pluck could no more fomentOur hearts the world’s woes endure.Now we are held secure,By bitterness bound in chain,The greater woe of our refrain:The crueler fate of …

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