Where pain of unextinguishable fire

Must exercise us without hope of end

The Vassals of his anger, when the Scourge [ 90 ]

Inexorably, and the torturing hour

Calls us to Penance? More destroyd then thus

We should be quite abolisht and expire.

What fear we then? what doubt we to incense

His utmost ire? which to the highth enragd, [ 95 ]

Will either quite consume us, and reduce

To nothing this essential, happier farr

Then miserable to have eternal being:

Or if our substance be indeed Divine,

And cannot cease to be, we are at worst [ 100 ]

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