![]() Thither full fraught with mischievous revenge,Įvery so often I put on my sports bra, flex a few surprised muscles and head to the literary gym of some major classic. Of living sapphire, once his native seat In circuit, undetermined square or round, Weighs his spread wings, at leisure to beholdįar off the empyreal heaven, extended wide Gladly the port, though shrouds and tackle torn Wafts on the calmer wave by dubious light That Satan with less toil, and now with ease With tumult less and with less hostile din, Of light appears, and from the walls of heavenĪ glimmering dawn here nature first begins God and good angels guard by special grace. Of this frail world by which the spirits perverse ![]() Tamely endured a bridge of wondrous lengthįrom Hell continued reaching the utmost orb Through Bosporus, betwixt the jostling Rocks:Ĭharybdis, and by the other whirlpool steered.īut he once past, soon after when man fell,įollowing his track, such was the will of heaven, Into the wild expanse, and through the shockĪnd more endangered, than when Argo pass’d ![]() He ceased and Satan stayed not to reply,īut glad that now his sea should find a shore, ![]()
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