36 lines
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36 lines
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1645
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UPON THE CIRCUMCISION
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by John Milton
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Ye flaming Powers, and winged Warriours bright,
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That erst with Musick, and triumphant song
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First heard by happy watchful Shepherds ear,
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So sweetly sung your Joy the Clouds along
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Through the soft silence of the list'ning night;
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Now mourn, and if sad share with us to bear
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Your fiery essence can distill no tear,
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Burn in your sighs, and borrow
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Seas wept from our deep sorrow,
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He who with all Heav'ns heraldry whileare
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Enter'd the world, now bleeds to give us ease;
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Alas, how soon our sin
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Sore doth begin
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His Infancy to sease!
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O more exceeding love or law more just?
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Just law indeed, but more exceeding love!
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For we by rightfull doom remediles
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Were lost in death, till he that dwelt above
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High thron'd in secret bliss, for us frail dust
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Emptied his glory, ev'n to nakednes;
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And that great Cov'nant which we still transgress
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Intirely satisfi'd,
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And the full wrath beside
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Of vengeful Justice bore for our excess,
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And seals obedience first with wounding smart
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This day, but O ere long
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Huge pangs and strong
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Will pierce more neer his heart.
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-THE END-
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