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Of Paradise and Edens happie Plains, Lowly they bowd adoring, and began Thir
Orisons, each Morning duly paid MJ In various stile, for neither various stile Nor
holy rapture wanted they to praise Thir Maker, in fit strains pronounc't or sung ...
And nourish all things, let your ceasless change Varie to our great Maker still new
praise. Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise 18s From Hill or steaming Lake,
duskie or grey, Till the Sun paint your fleecie skirts with Gold, In honour to the ...
For what is glory but the blaze of fame, The peoples praise, if always praise
unmixt? And what the people but a herd confus'd, A miscellaneous rabble, who
extoll 50 Things vulgar, and well weighd, scarce worth the praise; They praise
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