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        Death, nor would prolong

        Life muc rat

        Fairest and easiest of this brous charge,

        keep till my appointed day [ 550 ]

        Of rendring up, and patiently attend

        My dissolution. Michael replid,

        Nor love te; but

        Live    to heavn:

        And no. [ 555 ]

        he lookd and saacious Plaine, whereon

        ere tents of various hue; by some were herds

        Of Cattel grazing: othe sound

        Of Instruments t made melodious chime

        as heard, of harp and an; and who moovd [ 560 ]

        tops and c touch

        Instinct tions low and high

        Fled and pursud transverse t fugue.

        In ot stood one he Fe

        Lab, two massie clods of Iron and Brass [ 565 ]

        ed (wher found where casual fire

        ed ain or in Vale,

        Doo t

        to som Caves mout by stream

        From underground) the liquid Ore he dreind [ 570 ]

        Into fit moulds prepard; from which he formd

        First ooles; t mig

        Fusil ravn ile. After these,

        But on t sort

        From t, [ 575 ]

        Doo thir guise

        Just men tudy bent

        to wors, and know his works

        Not    w preserve

        Freedom and Peaen: the Plain [ 580 ]

        Long    , s behold

        A Beavie of fair omen, richly gay

        In Gems and on dress; to they sung

        Soft amorous Ditties, and in dance came on:

        t thir eyes [ 585 ]

        Rove    rein, till in t

        Fast caughey likd, and each his liking chose;

        And ill tar

        Loves

        t tial torch, and bid invoke [ 590 ]

        te Rites invokt;

        it and Musick all tents resound.
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