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These tidings carry to th' anointed King; 870 And fly, ere evil intercept thy flight.
He said, and as the sound of waters deep Hoarse Murmur echo'd to his words applause Through th' infinite host; nor less for that The flaming seraph fearless, though alone 875 Incompassid round with foes, thus answer'd bold,
O Alienate from God, O Spi'rit accurs’d,
Well thou didst advise,
So spake the seraph Abdiel faithful found Among the faithless, faithful only he ; mong innumerable false, unmov'd, Unshaken, unscduc'd, unterrify'd
His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; 900
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