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246 Thy power! what thought can measure thee, or tongue Relate thee? greater now in thy return Than from the Giant-angels. Thee that day Thy thunders magnified; but to create Is greater than created to destroy. Who can impare thee, mighty King, or bound Thy empire? Easily the proud attempt Of Spirits apostate, and their counsels vain, Thou hast repelled, while impiously they thought Thee to diminish, and from thee withdraw The number of thy worshipers. Who seeks To lessen thee, against his purpose, serves To manifest the more thy might; his evil Thou usest, and from thence greatest more good. Witness this new-made World, another Heaven From Heaven-gate not far, founded in view On the clear hyaline, the glassy sea; Of amplitude almost immense, with stars Numerous, and every star perhaps a world Of destined habitation; but thou knowest Their seasons. Among these the seat of men, Earth, with her nether ocean circumfused, Their pleasant dwelling-place. Thrice happy men, And sons of men! whom God hath thus advanced, Created in his image, there to dwell And worship him, and in reward to rule Over his works on earth, in sea, or air,