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Thrice happy Spirits, if Free-will
Had never been abus'd,
In Glory you'd have triumph'd still,
Had ye not employ'd so ill
What for your Proof was us'd.
But fatal Pride!
Then first began to shew it's Face,
Impatient of a second Place,
And by the Prince of Angels did surprize
Num'rous heav'nly Entities:
Who big with Envy, and primeval Pride,
(O dire Ingratitude! till then unknown,)
Blasphemously their Maker's Pow'r defi'd
And strove to seize his everlasting Throne.
Thus they impious Battle wage,
And in their dreadful Sin persist,
The faithful Spirits vig'rously resist,
And in a deathless War engage.
Had never been abus'd,
In Glory you'd have triumph'd still,
Had ye not employ'd so ill
What for your Proof was us'd.
But fatal Pride!
Then first began to shew it's Face,
Impatient of a second Place,
And by the Prince of Angels did surprize
Num'rous heav'nly Entities:
Who big with Envy, and primeval Pride,
(O dire Ingratitude! till then unknown,)
Blasphemously their Maker's Pow'r defi'd
And strove to seize his everlasting Throne.
Thus they impious Battle wage,
And in their dreadful Sin persist,
The faithful Spirits vig'rously resist,
And in a deathless War engage.
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