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Rh Beyond Chaldæa's science, or the lore Of flame-adoring Zoroastrian. Spring is distracted with untimely heats And Summer knows unseasonable blight, Whilst Earth herself, our nursing mother old Grown weary of her swarming progeny Quakes town and temple in one ruin down, As Ocean quits his wonted bed, to sweep Enormous death on Asia's crowded coast. Either the Gods are weary of the world Or angry with their children.

Pray you, leave To Jew and Galilean jealous Gods. No angry God may ever work man ill, Anger is contrary to the mind Divine, But man's misunderstanding of the Gods Himself may injure. Souls in fear of God Are souls from Him by their own default estrang'd,