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( 23 ) There the eye O’ the chrysolite. And a sky Of diamonds; rubies, chrysoprase ; And above all thy holy face, Makes an eternal ciarity, When thou thy Jewelsup dost bind that day Remember us we pray ; That where the bervillies, And the crystal ’bove the skies There thou may’st appoint us place. Within the brightness of thy face ; And our soul In the scrol Of life and blissness enrol, Thatt we may praise thee to eternity. Hallelujah.

Horrid darkness, sad and fore, And an eternal night; Cries and shrieks, and thousands more, In the want of glorious light: Every corner hath a snake In the accurced lake. Seas of tire, beds of snow. Are the best delights below; A viper from the tire is his hire That knows not moments from eternity