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Rh The living, and forthwith the cited dead, Of all past ages, to the general doom Shall hasten; such a peal shall rouse their sleep. Then, all thy Saints assembled, thou shalt judge Bad men and Angels. They arraigned shall sink Beneath thy sentence; Hell, her numbers full, Thenceforth shall be for ever shut. Meanwhile The World shall burn, and from her ashes spring New heaven and earth, wherein the just shall dwell; And, after all their tribulations long, See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds, With Joy and Love triumphing, and fair Truth. Then thou thy regal sceptre shalt lay by, For regal sceptre then no more shall need; God shall be all in all. But, all ye Gods, Adore him, who to compass all this dies: Adore the Son, and honor him as me."
 * No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but, all

The multitude of Angels—with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices—uttering joy, Heaven rung With jubilee, and loud Hosannas filled The eternal regions. Lowly reverent Toward either throne they bow, and to the ground With solemn adoration down they cast