Whereto with look composd Satan replid.

Not uninvented that, which thou aright [ 470 ]

Believst so main to our success, I bring;

Which of us who beholds the bright surface

Of this Ethereous mould whereon we stand,

This continent of spacious Heavn, adornd

With Plant, Fruit, Flour Ambrosial, Gemms & Gold, [ 475 ]

Whose Eye so superficially surveyes

These things, as not to mind from whence they grow

Deep under ground, materials dark and crude,

Of spiritous and fierie spume, till toucht

With Heavns ray, and temperd they shoot forth [ 480 ]

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