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Amidst the glorious brightness, where thou sittest
Throned inaccessible; but when thou shadest
The full blaze of thy beams, and, through a cloud,
Drawn round about thee like a radiant shrine. . .
Dark with excessive bright thy skirts appear,380
Yet dazzle Heaven, that brightest Seraphim
Approach not, but with both wings veil their eyes.
The next they sang of all creation first,
Begotten Son, divine similitude,
In whose conspicuous contenance, without cloud
Made visible, the almighty Father shines,
Whom else no creature can behold; on thee
Impressed the effulgence of his glory abides;
Transfused on thee his ample Spirit rests.
"He Heaven of Heavens and all the powers therein
By thee created; and by thee threw down391
The aspiring Dominations. Thou that day
Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare,
Nor stop thy flaming chariot-wheels, that shook
Heaven's everlasting frame, while o'er the necks
Thou drovest of warring Angels disarrayed.
Back from pursuit thy powers with loud acclaim
Thee only extolled, Son of thy Father's might,
To execute fierce vengeance on his foot.