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Rh  Dilodging from a Region scarce of prey To gorge the fleh of Lambs or yeanling Kids On Hills where Flocks are fed, flies toward the Springs Of Ganges or Hydapes, Indian streams; But in his way lights on the barren plaines Of Sericana, where Chinees drive With Sails and Wind their canie Waggons light: 440 So on this windie Sea of Land, the Fiend Walk'd up and down alone bent on his prey, Alone, for other Creature in this place Living or lifeles to be found was none, None yet, but tore hereafter from the earth Up hither like Aereal vapours flew Of all things tranitorie and vain, when Sin With vanity had filld the works of men: Both all things vain, and all who in vain things Built thir fond hopes of Glorie or lating fame, 450 Or happines in this or th' other life; All who have thir reward on Earth, the fruits Of painful Supertition and blind Zeal, Naught eeking but the praie of men, here find Fit retribution, emptie as thir deeds; All th' unaccompliht works of Natures hand, Abortive, montrous, or unkindly mixt, Diolved on earth, fleet hither, and in vain, Till final diolution, wander here, Not in the neighbouring Moon, as ome have dreamed; 460 Thoe argent Fields more likely habitants, Tranlated Saints, or middle Spirits hold Betwixt th' Angelical and Human kinde: Hither of ill-joynd Sons and Daughters born Firt from the ancient World thoe Giants came