But say, what mean those colourd streaks in Heavn,

Distended as the Brow of God appeasd, [ 880 ]

Or serve they as a flourie verge to binde

The fluid skirts of that same watrie Cloud,

Least it again dissolve and showr the Earth?

To whom th Archangel. Dextrously thou aimst;

So willingly doth God remit his Ire, [ 885 ]

Though late repenting him of Man depravd,

Grievd at his heart, when looking down he saw

The whole Earth filld with violence, and all flesh

Corrupting each thir way; yet those remoovd,

Such grace shall one just Man find in his sight, [ 890 ]

That he relents, not to blot out mankind,

And makes a Covenant never to destroy

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