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    ter s lay by,

    For regal Scepter then no more shall need, [ 340 ]

    God s all ye Gods,

    Adore o compass all this dies,

    Adore the Son, and honour him as mee.

    No sooner y ceast, but all

    titude of Angels  [ 345 ]

    Loud as from numbers  number, s

    As from blest voices, uttering joy, heavn rung

    ith Jubilee, and loud hosannas filld

    ternal Regions: lo

    too the ground [ 350 ]

    ition do

    t and Gold,

    Immortal Amarant, a Flour which once

    In Paradise, fast by tree of Life

    Began to bloom, but soon for mans offence [ 355 ]

    to  it grehere grows,

    And flours aloft s of Life,

    And w of heavn

    Rowls ore Elisian Flours ream;

    it never fade ts elect [ 360 ]

    Bind t locks inh beams,

    No

    Pavement t like a Sea of Jasper shon

    Impurpld ial Roses smild.

    took, [ 365 ]

    und, t glittering by thir side

    Like Quivers

    Of croduce

    tures high;

    No voice exempt, no voice but well could joine [ 370 ]

    Melodious part, such concord is in heavn.

    t tent,

    Immutable, Immortal, Infinite,

    Eternal King; thor of all being,

    Fountain of Lighy self invisible [ 375 ]

    Amidst tness

    t w

    through a cloud

    Dra t Shrine,

    Dark  ts appeer, [ 380 ]

    Yet dazle  brig Seraphim

    Approac, but hir eyes,

    t tion first,

    Begotten Son, Divine Similitude,
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