Whom reason hath equaled, force hath made supreme Above His equals. Farewell happy fields◦ 250Where joy forever dwells! Hail horrors, hail Infernal world! And thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor, one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time! The mind is its own place and in itself◦ 255Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same And what I should be: all but less than He Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least We shall be free. Th’ Almighty hath not built 260Here for His envy, will not drive us hence. Here we may reign
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