Now wavd thir fierie Swords, and in the Aire

Made horrid Circles; two broad Suns thir Shields [ 305 ]

Blazd opposite, while expectation stood

In horror; from each hand with speed retird

Where erst was thickest fight, th Angelic throng,

And left large field, unsafe within the wind

Of such commotion, such as to set forth [ 310 ]

Great things by small, If Natures concord broke,

Among the Constellations warr were sprung,

Two Planets rushing from aspect maligne

Of fiercest opposition in mid Skie,

Should combat, and thir jarring Sphears confound. [ 315 ]

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