Anthony Ermi

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A cry of Hell Hounds never ceasing bark'd   With wide CERBEREAN mouths full loud, and rung   A hideous Peal: yet, when they list, would creep,   If aught disturb'd thir noyse, into her woomb,   And kennel there, yet there still bark'd and howl'd   Within unseen.
Paradise Lost
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