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Rh  690 Who firt broke peace in Heav’n and Faith, till then Unbrok’n, and in proud rebellious Arms Drew after him the third part of Heav’ns Sons Conjur’d againt the highet, for which both Thou And they outcat from God, are here condemn’d To wate Eternal daies in woe and pain? And reck’n’st thou thy elf with Spirits of Heav’n, Hell-doomed, and breath’t defiance here and corn, Where I reign King, and to enrage thee more, Thy King and Lord? Back to thy punihment, 700 Fale fugitive, and to thy peed add wings, Leat with a whip of Scorpions I purue Thy lingring, or with one troke of this Dart Strange horror eie thee, and pangs unfelt before. So pake the grielie terrour, and in hape, So peaking and o threatning, grew ten fold More dreadful and deform: on th’ other ide Incenc’t with indignation Satan tood Unterrifi’d, and like a Comet burn’, That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge 710 In th’ Arctick Sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes Petilence and Warr. Each at the Head Level’d his deadly aime; thir fatall hands No econd troke intend, and uch a frown Each cat at th’ other, as when two black Clouds, With Heav’ns Artillery fraught, come rattling on Over the Capian, then tand front to front Hov’ring a pace, till Winds the ignal blow To joyn thir dark Encounter in mid air: So frownd the mighty Combatants, that Hell 720 Grew darker at thir frown, o matcht they tood; For never but once more was either like