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The ways of heaven are dark & intricate Puzzled with mazes, & perplex'd with error; Our understanding traces 'em in vain Lost & bewilder'd in the fruitless search; Nor sees with how much art the windings run Nor [[underline]] where the regular confusion [[/underline]] Ends. -- I fled and cried out Death Hell trembled at the hideous name & sigh'd from all caves and back resounded Death, -- Milton.
