But still t random, as before, [ 930 ]

        Argue t behooves

        From

        A fait to hazard all

        trid,

        I t uook [ 935 ]

        to e Abyss, and spie

        ted orld, whereof in hell

        Fame is not silent, o find

        Better abode, and my afflicted Powers

        to settle h, or in mid Aire; [ 940 ]

        t to try once more

        t;

        o serve thir Lord

        o hrone,

        And practisd distae, not fight. [ 945 ]

        to whe warriel, soon replid.

        to say and strait unsay, pretending first

        ise to flie pain, professihe Spie,

        Argues no Leader, but a lyar tract,

        Satan, and couldst thful add? O name, [ 950 ]

        O sacred name of faithfulness profand!

        Faito hy rebellious crew?

        Armie of Fiends, fit body to fit head;

        as th ingagd,

        Your military obedieo dissolve [ 955 ]

        Allegeao th aowledgd Power supream?

        And te, w seem

        Patron of liberty, whou

        Once fawnd, and gd, and servilly adord

        in hope [ 960 ]

        to dispossess ne?

        But mark ;

        Flie t: if from this houre

        its thou appeer,

        Back to t I drag thee d, [ 965 ]

        And Seale t to se

        tes of oo slightly barrd.

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        Gave    waxing more in rage replid.
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