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    At a Solemn Music

    by John Milton
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    Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven's joy,
    Sphere-born harmonious sisters, Voice and Verse,
    Wed your divine sounds, and mixed pow'r employ,
    Dead things with inbreathed sense able to pierce;
    And to our high-raised phantasy present
    That undisturbed song of pure concent,
    Aye sung before the sapphire-coloured throne
    To Him that sits thereon,
    With saintly shout, and solemn jubilee,
    Where the bright Seraphim in burning row
    Their loud uplifted angel-trumpets blow,
    And the Cherubic host in thousand choirs
    Touch their immortal harps of golden wires,
    With those just Spirits that wear victorious palms,
    Hymns devout and holy psalms
    Singing everlastingly:
    Thus we on earth with undiscording voice
    May rightly answer that melodious noise;
    As once we did, till disproportioned sin
    Jarred against nature's chime, and with harsh din
    Broke the fair music that all creatures made
    To their great Lord, whose love their motion swayed
    In perfect diapason, whilst they stood
    In first obedience, and their state of good.
    O may we soon again renew that song,
    And keep in tune with Heaven, till God ere long
    To His celestial concert us unite,
    To live with Him, and sing in endless morn of light.
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