From Mans effeminate slackness it begins,Said th' Angel, who should better hold his placeBy wisdome, and superiour gifts receavd.But now prepare thee for another Scene.He lookd and saw wide Territorie spredBefore him, Towns, and rural works between,Cities of Men with lofty Gates and Towrs,Concours in Arms, fierce Faces threatning Warr,Giants of mightie Bone, and bould emprise;Part wield thir Arms, part courb the foaming Steed,
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Single or in Array of Battel rang'dBoth Horse and Foot, nor idely mustring stood;One way a Band select from forage drivesA herd of Beeves, faire Oxen and faire KineFrom a fat Meddow ground; or fleecy Flock,Ewes and thir bleating Lambs over the Plaine,Thir Bootie; scarce with Life the Shepherds flye,But call in aide, which tacks a bloody Fray;With cruel Tournament the Squadrons joine;Where Cattel pastur'd late, now scatterd lies
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With Carcasses and Arms th' ensanguind FieldDeserted: Others to a Citie strongLay Siege, encampt; by Batterie, Scale, and Mine,Assaulting; others from the Wall defendWith Dart and Jav'lin, Stones and sulfurous Fire;On each hand slaughter and gigantic deeds.In other part the scepter'd Haralds callTo Council in the Citie Gates: anonGrey-headed men and grave, with Warriours mixt,Assemble, and Harangues are heard, but soon
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In factious opposition, till at lastOf middle Age one rising, eminentIn wise deport, spake much of Right and Wrong,Of Justice, of Religion, Truth and Peace,And Judgement from above: him old and youngExploded, and had seiz'd with violent hands,Had not a Cloud descending snatch'd him thenceUnseen amid the throng: so violenceProceeded, and Oppression, and Sword-LawThrough all the Plain, and refuge none was found.
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Adam was all in tears, and to his guideLamenting turnd full sad; O what are these,Deaths Ministers, not Men, who thus deal DeathInhumanly to men, and multiplyTen thousand fould the sin of him who slewHis Brother; for of whom such massacherMake they but of thir Brethren, men of men?But who was that Just Man, whom had not Heav'nRescu'd, had in his Righteousness bin lost?To whom thus Michael: These are the product
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Of those ill-mated Marriages thou saw'st;Where good with bad were matcht, who of themselvesAbhor to joyn; and by imprudence mixt,Produce prodigious Births of bodie or mind.Such were these Giants, men of high renown;For in those dayes Might onely shall be admir'd,And Valour and Heroic Vertu call'd;To overcome in Battel, and subdueNations, and bring home spoils with infiniteMan-slaughter, shall be held the highest pitch