Then when I am thy captive talk of chaines, [ 970 ]

Proud limitarie Cherube, but ere then

Farr heavier load thy self expect to feel

From my prevailing arme, though Heavens King

Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy Compeers,

Usd to the yoak, drawst his triumphant wheels [ 975 ]

In progress through the rode of Heavn Star-pavd.

While thus he spake, th Angelic Squadron bright

Turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes

Thir Phalanx, and began to hemm him round

With ported Spears, as thick as when a field [ 980 ]

Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends

Her bearded Grove of ears, which way the wind

Swayes them; the careful Plowman doubting stands

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