'302 PARADISE LOST. Boox XIo Blown vagabond, or final-ate: in they pafs'd D menfionlefs thro' heav'nly doors ; then clad Minh incenfe, where the golden altar fum'd, By their Great Interceffor, came in fight Before the Father's throne : them the glad Son zo l'refenting, thus to intercede began. See, Father, what fir(' fruits on earth are fprung From Thy implanted grace in man ! thefe fighs And pray'rs, which in this golden cenfer, mix'd With incente, I Thy Friel' before Thee bring: Fruits of more pleafing favour, from Thy feed Sown with contrition in his heart, than thofe Which (his own hand manuring) all the trees Of Paradtfe could have produc'd, e'er fall'n From innocence. Now therefore, bend Thine ear 3o To 'application ; hear his fighs though mute I ILA:ilia' with what words to pray, let Me Interpret for him ; Me, his advocate Ani propitiation ; all his works on Me, Guod or not good, ingraft : My merit thole Shall perfect ; and for thefe, My death (hall pay. Accept Me ; and in Me, from thefe receive The linen of peace tow'rd mankind : let him live Before Thee reconcil'd, (at leaf'. his days Nuwber'd) tho' fad ; till Death (his doom, which I41:1) To mitigate thus plead, not to reverie) To better life "hall yield him; where with Me Ail My Reedem'd may dwell, in joy, and buffs ; Made one with Me, as I with Thee am One. 35 To Whom the Father, without cloud fertile. All Thy requeft for man, Accepted Son Obtain ; all thy requeft was my decree. but longer in that Faradile to dwell, 45 The
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