Awake, Arise Or Be For Ever Fall’n.

Forget Thyself To Marble.

His Form Had Yet Not Lost All Her Original Brightness, Nor Appear'd Less Than Archangel Ruin'd, And Th' Excess Of Glory Obscur'd.

Nor From Hell One Step No More Than From Himself Can Fly By Change Of Place.

No Man Who Knows Aught, Can Be So Stupid To Deny That All Men Naturally Were Born Free.

Where No Hope Is Left, Is Left No Fear.