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 Pendant by su[  ]e magic many a row Of Starry lamps and blazeing cressets fed With Naphtha and Asphaltus yielded light As from a sky. The hasty multitude Admiring enterd, and the work some praise And some the Architect: his hand was known In heav'n by many a towred structure high Where scepter'd Angels held thir residence, And sat as princes, whom the supreme King Exalted to such power, and gave to rule, Each in his hierarchy the orders bright. Nor was his name unheard or unador'd In ancient Greece; and in Ausonian land Men call'd him Mulciber; and how he fell From heav'n, they fabl'd, thrown by angry Jove Sheere o're the chrystall battlements: from Morn To Noon he fell, from Noon to dewy eeve A summers day; and with the setting sun Dropt from the zenith like a falling starr, On Lemnos th' Ægæan ile: thus they relate, Erring; for he with this rebellious rout Fell long before; nor aught avail'd him now To have built in heav'n high Towers; nor did he scape By all his engins, but was headlong sent With his industrious crew to build in hell.