Heav'ns fires shall first fall darkn'd from his Sphere

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Heau'ns fires shall first fall darkn'd from his Sphere;
Graue Night, the light weed of the Day shall weare:
Fresh streames shall chace the Sea; tough Plowes shall teare
Her fishie bottomes: Men, in long date dead,
Shall rise, and liue; before Obliuion shed
Those still-greene leaues, that crowne great Homers head.
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