Let heaven kiss Earth! Now let not Nature’s hand 169 Keep the wild flood confined. Let order die, 170 And let this world no longer be a stage 171 To feed contention in a lingering act; 172 But let one spirit of the firstborn Cain 173 Reign in all bosoms, that, each heart being set 174 On bloody courses, the rude scene may end, 175 And darkness be the burier of the dead.
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