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46 Yet by immense benignity inclin'd To spread around him that primaeval joy Which fill'd himself, he rais'd his plastic arm, And sounded thro' the hollow depth of space The strong, creative mandate. Strait arose These heav'nly orbs, the glad abodes of life Effusive kindled by his breath divine Thro' endless forms of being. Each inhal'd  From