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Rh  Well pleas'd, on me let Death wreck all his rage; Under his gloomy power I shall not long Lie vanquiht; thou hat givn me to poes Life in my elf for ever, by thee I live, Though now to Death I yeild, and am his due All that of me can die, yet that debt paid, Thou wilt not leave me in the loathom grave His prey, nor uffer my unpotted Soule For ever with corruption there to dwell; 250 But I hall rie Victorious, and ubdue My Vanquiher, poild of his vanted poile; Death his deaths wound hall then receive, & toop Inglorious, of his mortall ting diarm'd. I through the ample Air in Triumph high Shall lead Hell Captive maugre Hell, and how The powers of darknes bound. Thou at the ight Pleas'd, out of Heaven halt look down and mile, While by thee rais'd I ruin all my Foes, Death lat, and with his Carcas glut the Grave: 260 Then with the multitude of my redeemd Shall enter Heaven long abent, and returne, Father, to ee thy face, wherein no cloud Of anger hall remain, but peace aur'd, And reconcilement; wrauth hall be no more Thenceforth, but in thy preence Joy entire. His words here ended, but his meek apect Silent yet pake, and breath'd immortal love To mortal men, above which only hon Filial obedience: as a acrifice 270 Glad to be offer'd, he attends the will Of his great Father. Admiration eis'd All Heav’n, what this might mean, & whither tend