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        hen if fields and region here

        Breath Elixir pure, and Rivers run

        Potable Gold, ouch

        te

        Produces errestrial    [ 610 ]

        hings

        Of clorious and effect so rare?

        ter neo gaze t

        Undazld, farr and wide his eye ands,

        Facle found here, nor shade, [ 615 ]

        But all Sun-s Noon

        Culminate from tor, as they now

        S upill direct, wheno way round

        She Aire,

        No where so cleer, sharpnd his visual ray [ 620 ]

        to objects distant farr, whereby he soon

        Saand,

        the Sun:

        urnd, but not ness hid;

        Of beaming sunnie Raies, a golden tiar [ 625 ]

        Circld his head, nor less his Locks behind

        Illustrious on h wings

        Lay    charge imployd

        in cogitation deep.

        Glad    impure as now in hope [ 630 ]

        to find

        to Paradise t of Man,

        his journies end and inning woe.

        But first s to ge his proper shape,

        work him danger or delay: [ 635 ]

        And noripling Cherube he appeers,

        Not of t such as in his face

        Youtial, and to every Limb

        Sutable grace diffusd, so well he feignd;

        Under a et his flowing haire [ 640 ]

        In curles oher cheek plaid, wings he wore

        Of many a colourd plume sprinkld h Gold,

        fit for speed suct, and held

        Before    steps a Silver wand.
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