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English homework help 26. BOOK 1  THE ARGUMENT  This first Book proposes, first in brief, the whole Subject, Mans disobedience, and the loss thereupon of Paradise wherein he was plac’t: Then touches the prime cause of his fall of him, the Serpent, or rather Satan in the Serpent;  who revolting from God, and drawing to his side of him many Legions of Angels, was by the command of God driven out of Heaven with all his Crew of him into the great Deep.  Which action past over, the Poem hasts into the midst of things, presenting Satan with his Angels now fallen into Hell, describ’d here, not in the Center (for Heaven and Earth may be suppos’d as yet not made, certainly not  yet accurst) but in a place of utter darkness, fitliest call’d Chaos: Here Satan with his Angels lying on the burning Lake, thunder-struck and astonisht, after a certain space recovers, as from confusion, calls up him who next in  Order and Dignity lay by him;  they confer of thir miserable fall.  Satan awakens all his Legions from him, who lay till then in the same manner confounded;  They rise, thir Numbers, array of Battel, thir chief Leaders nam’d, according to the Idols known afterwards in Canaan and the Countries adjoyning.  To these Satan directs his Speech from him, comforts them with hope yet of regaining Heaven, but tells them lastly of a new World and new kind of Creature to be created, according to an ancient Prophesie or report in Heaven;  for that Angels were long before this visible Creation, was the opinion of many ancient Fathers.  To find out the truth of this Prophesie, and what to determine thereon he refers to a full Councel.  What his Associates of him thence attempt.  Pandemonium the Palace of Satan rises, suddenly built out of the Deep: The infernal Peers there sit in Councel.  OF Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit  Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast  Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,  With loss of Eden, till one greater Man  Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, [5]  Sing Heav’nly Muse, that on the secret top  Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire  That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,  In the Beginning how the Heav’ns and Earth  Rose out of Chaos: Or if Sion Hill [10]  Delight thee more, and Siloa’s Brook that flow’d  Fast by the Oracle of God;  I thence  Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,  That with no middle flight intends to soar  Above th ‘Aonian Mount, while it pursues [15]  Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.  And chiefly Thou O Spirit, that dost prefer  Before all Temples th ‘upright heart and pure,  Instruct me, for Thou know’st;  Thou from the first  Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread [20]  Dove-like satst brooding on the vast Abyss  And mad’st it pregnant: What in me is dark  Illumin, what is low raise and support;  That to the highth of this great Argument  I may assert Eternal Providence, [25]  And justifie the ways of God to men.  Say first, for Heav’n hides nothing from thy view  Nor the deep Tract of Hell, say first what cause  Mov’d our Grand Parents in that happy State,  Favor’d of Heav’n so highly, to fall off [30]  From thir Creator, and transgress his Will  For one restraint, Lords of the World besides?  Who first seduc’d them to that foul revolt?  Th ‘infernal Serpent;  he it was, whose guile  Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv’d [35]  The Mother of Mankind, what time his Pride  Had cast him out from Heav’n, with all his Host  Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring  To set himself in Glory above his Peers de el,  I have trusted to have equal’d the most High, [40]  If I have oppos’d;  and with ambitious aim  Against the Throne and Monarchy of God  Rais’d impious War in Heav’n and Battel proud  With vain attempt.  Him the Almighty Power  Hurld headlong flaming from th ‘Ethereal Skie [45]  With hideous ruine and combustion down  To bottomless perdition, there to dwell  In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,  Who durst defie th ‘Omnipotent to Arms.  Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night [50]  To mortal men, he with his horrid crew  Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe  Confounded though immortal: But his doom  Reserv’d him to more wrath;  for now the thought  Both of lost happiness and lasting pain [55]  Torments him;  round he throws his baleful eyes  That witness’d huge affliction and dismay  Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:  At once as far as Angels kenn he views  The dismal Situation waste and wilde, [60]  A horrible dungeon, on all sides round  As one great Furnace flam’d, yet from those flames  No light, but rather darkness visible  Serv’d onely to discover sights of woe,  Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace [65]  And rest can never dwell, hope never comes  That comes to all;  but torture without end  Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed  With ever-burning Sulfur unconsum’d:  Such place Eternal Justice had prepar’d [70]  For those rebellious, here thir Prison ordain’d  In utter darkness, and thir portion set  As far remov’d from God and light of Heav’n  As from the Center thrice to th ‘utmost Pole.  O how unlike the place from whence they fell!  [75]  There the companions of his fall of him, o’rewhelm’d  With Floods and Whirlwinds of tempestuous fire,  He soon discerns, and weltring by his side  One next himself in power, and next in crime,  Long after known in Palestine, and nam’d [80]  Beelzebub.  To whom th ‘Arch-Enemy,  And thence in Heav’n call’d Satan, with bold words  Breaking the horrid silence thus began.  If thou beest he;  But O how fall’n!  how chang’d  From him, who in the happy Realms of Light [85]  Cloth’d with transcendent brightness didst out-shine  Myriads though bright: If he Whom mutual league,  United thoughts and counsels, equal hope  And hazard in the Glorious Enterprize,  Joynd with me once, now misery hath joynd [90]  In equal ruin: into what Pit thou seest  From what highth fall’n, so much the stronger prov’d  He with his Thunder from him: and till then who knew  The force of those dire Arms?  yet not for those,  Nor what the Potent Victor in his rage de él [95]  Can else inflict, do I repent or change,  Though chang’d in outward luster;  that fixt mind  And high disdain, from sence of injur’d merit,  That with the mightiest rais’d me to contend,  And to the fierce contention brought along [100]  Countless force of Spirits arm’d  That durst dislike his reign of him, and me preferring,  His utmost power of him with adverse power oppos’d  In dubious Battel on the Plains of Heav’n,  And he shook his throne from him.  What though the field be lost?  [105]  All is not lost;  the unconquerable Will,  And study of revenge, immortal hate,  And courage never to submit or yield:  And what is else not to be overcome?  That Glory never shall his wrath or might of him [110]  Extort from me.  To bow and sue for grace  With suppliant knee, and deifie his power of him,  Who from the terror of this Arm so late  Doubted his Empire of him, that were low indeed,  That were an ignominy and shame beneath [115]  This downfall;  since by Fate the strength of Gods  And this Empyreal substance cannot fail,  Since through experience of this great event  In Arms not worse, in foresight much advanc’t,  We may with more successful hope resolve [120]  To wage by force or guile eternal Warr  Irreconcileable, to our grand Foe,  Who now triumphs, and in th ‘excess of joy  Sole reigning holds the Tyranny of Heav’n.  So spake th ‘Apostate Angel, though in pain, [125]  Vaunting aloud, but rackt with deep despare:  And him thus answer’d soon his bold Compeer de el.  O Prince, O Chief of many Throned Powers,  That led th ‘imbattelld Seraphim to Warr  Under thy conduct, and in dreadful deeds [130]  Fearless, endanger’d Heav’ns perpetual King;  And put to proof his high Supremacy of him,  Whether upheld by strength, or Chance, or Fate,  Too well I see and rue the dire event,  That with sad overthrow and foul defeat [135]  Hath lost us Heav’n, and all this mighty Host  In horrible destruction laid thus low,  As far as Gods and Heav’nly Essences  Can perish: for the mind and spirit remains  Invincible, and vigor soon returns, [140]  Though all our Glory extinct, and happy state  Here swallow’d up in endless misery.  But what if he our Conquerour, (whom I now  Of force believe Almighty, since no less  Then such could hav orepow’rd such force as ours) [145]  Have left us this our spirit and strength intire  Strongly to suffer and support our pains,  That we may so suffice his vengeful ire de el,  Or do him mightier service as his thralls  By right of Warr, what are his business be [150]  Here in the heart of Hell to work in Fire,  Or do his Errands de él in the gloomy Deep;  What can it then avail though yet we feel  Strength undiminisht, or eternal being  To undergo eternal punishment?  [155]  Whereto with speedy words th ‘Arch-fiend reply’d.  Fall’n Cherube, to be weak is miserable  Doing or Suffering: but of this be sure,  To do ought good never will be our task,  But ever to do ill our sole delight, [160]  As being the contrary to his high will  Whom we resist.  If then his Providence  Out of our evil seek to bring forth good,  Our labor must be to pervert that end,  And out of good still to find means of evil;  [165]  Which oft times may succeed, so as perhaps  Shall grieve him, if I fail not, and disturb  His inmost counsels from thir destind aim.  But see the angry Victor hath recall’d  His Ministers of vengeance and pursuit [170]  Back to the Gates of Heav’n: The Sulphurous Hail  Shot after us in storm, oreblown hath laid  The fiery Surge, that from the Precipice  Of Heav’n receiv’d us falling, and the Thunder,  Wing’d with red Lightning and impetuous rage, [175]  Perhaps he has spent his shafts, and ceases now  To bellow through the vast and boundless Deep.  Let us not slip th ‘occasion, whether scorn,  Or satiate fury yield it from our Foe.  Seest thou yon dreary Plain, forlorn and wilde, [180]  The seat of desolation, voyd of light,  Save what the glimmering of these livid flames  Casts pale and dreadful?  Thither let us tend  From off the tossing of these fiery waves,  There rest, if any rest can harbor there, [185]  And reassembling our afflicted Powers,  Consult how we may henceforth most offend  Our Enemy, our own loss how repair,  How overcome this dire Calamity,  What reinforcement we may gain from Hope, [190]  If not what resolution from despare.  Thus Satan talking to his neerest Mate  With Head up-lift above the wave, and Eyes  That sparkling blaz’d, his other Parts of him besides  Prone on the Flood, extended long and large [195]  Lay floating many a rood, in bulk as huge  As whom the Fables name of monstrous size,  Titanian, or Earth-born, that warr’d on Jove,  Briareos or Typhon, whom the Den  By ancient Tarsus held, or that Sea-beast [200]  Leviathan, which God of all his works  Created hugest that swim th ‘Ocean stream:  Him haply slumbring on the Norway foam  The Pilot of some small night-founder’d Skiff,  Deeming some Island, oft, as Sea-men tell, [205]  With fixed Anchor in his skaly rind  Moors by his side of him under the Lee, while Night  Invests the Sea, and wished Morn delayes:  So stretcht out huge in length the Arch-fiend lay  Chain’d on the burning Lake, nor ever thence [210]  He had ris’n or heav’d his head de el, but that the will  And high permission of all-ruling Heaven  Left him at large to his own dark designs of him,  That with reiterated crimes he might  Heap on himself damnation, while he sought [215]  Evil to others, and enrag’d might see  How all his malice de él serv’d but to bring forth  Infinite goodness, grace and mercy shewn  On Man by him seduc’t, but on himself  Treble confusion, wrath and vengeance pour’d.  [220]  Forthwith upright he rears from off the Pool  His mighty Stature of him;  on each hand the flames  Drivn backward slope thir pointing spires, and rowld  In billows, leave i’th ‘midst a horrid Vale.  Then with expanded wings he stears his flight from him [225]  Aloft, incumbent on the dusky Air  That felt unusual weight, till on dry Land  He lights, if it were Land that ever burn’d  With solid, as the Lake with liquid fire;  And such appear’d in hue, as when the force [230]  Of subterranean wind transports a Hill  Torn from Pelorus, or the shatter’d side  Of thundring Ætna, whose fuel  And fewel’d entrals thence conceiving Fire,  Sublim’d with Mineral fury, aid the Winds, [235]  And leave a singed bottom all involv’d  With stench and smoak: Such resting found the sole  Of unblest feet.  Him followed his next Mate de el,  Both glorying to have scap’t the Stygian flood  As Gods, and by thir own recover’d strength, [240]  Not by the sufferance of supernal Power.  Is this the Region, this the Soil, the Clime,  Said then the lost Arch-Angel, this the seat  That we must change for Heav’n, this mournful gloom  For that celestial light?  Be it so, since he [245]  Who now is Sovran can dispose and bid  What shall be right: fardest from him is best  Whom reason hath equald, force hath made supream  Above his equals of him.  Farewel happy Fields  Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail horrours, hail [250]  Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell  Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings  A mind not to be chang’d by Place or Time.  The mind is its own place, and in it self  Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n.  [255]  What matter where, if I be still the same,  And what I should be, all but less then he  Whom Thunder hath made greater?  Here at least  We shall be free;  th ‘Almighty hath not built  Here for his envy of him, he will not drive us hence: [260]  Here we may reign secure, and in my choyce  To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:  Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav’n.  But wherefore let us then our faithful friends,  Th ‘associates and copartners of our loss [265]  Lye thus astonisht on th ‘oblivious Pool,  And call them not to share with us their part  In this unhappy Mansion, or once more  With rallied Arms to try what may be yet  Regaind in Heav’n, or what more lost in Hell?  [270]  So Satan spake, and him Beelzebub  Thus answer’d.  Leader of those Armies bright,  Which but th ‘Onmipotent none could have foyld,  If once they hear that voyce, thir liveliest pledge  Of hope in fears and dangers, heard so oft [275]  In worst extreams, and on the perilous edge  Of battel when it rag’d, in all assaults  Thir surest signal, they will soon resume  New courage and revive, though now they lye  Groveling and prostrate on yon Lake of Fire, [280]  As we erewhile, astounded and amaz’d,  No wonder, fall’n such a pernicious highth.  He scarce had ceas’t when the superiour Fiend  He was moving toward the shoar;  his ponderous shield  Ethereal temper, massy, ??large and round, [285]  Behind him cast;  the broad circumference  Hung on his shoulders like the Moon, whose Orb  Through Optic Glass the Tuscan Artist views  At Ev’ning from the top of Fesole,  Or in Valdarno, to descry new Lands, [290]  Rivers or Mountains in her spotty Globe.  His Spear de ella, to equal which the tallest Pine  Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the Mast  Of some great Ammiral, were but a wand,  He walkt with to support uneasie steps [295]  Over the burning Marle, not like those steps  On Heavens Azure, and the torrid Clime  Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with Fire;  Nathless he so endur’d, till on the Beach  Of that inflamed Sea, he stood and call’d [300]  His Legions of him, Angel Forms, who lay intrans’t  Thick as Autumnal Leaves that strow the Brooks  In Vallombrosa, where th ‘Etrurian shades  High overarch’t imbowr;  or scatterd sedge  Afloat, when with fierce Winds Orion arm’d [305]  Hath vext the Red-Sea Coast, whose waves orethrew  Busiris and his Memphian Chivalry,  While with perfidious hatred they pursu’d  The Sojourners of Goshen, who beheld  From the safe shore thir floating Carkases [310]  And broken Chariot Wheels, so thick bestrown  Abject and lost lay these, covering the Flood,  Under amazement of thir hideous change.  He call’d so loud, that all the hollow Deep  Of Hell resounded.  Princes, Potentates, [315]  Warriers, the Flowr of Heav’n, once yours, now lost,  If such astonishment as this can sieze  Eternal spirits;  or have ye chos’n this place  After the toyl of Battel to repose  Your wearied vertue, for the ease you find [320]  To slumber here, as in the Vales of Heav’n?  Or in this abject posture have ye sworn  To adore the Conquerour?  who now beholds  Cherube and Seraph rowling in the Flood  With scatter’d Arms and Ensigns, till anon [325]  His swift pursuers from Heav’n Gates discern  Th ‘advantage, and descending tread us down  Thus drooping, or with linked Thunderbolts  Transfix us to the bottom of this Gulfe.  Awake, arise, or be for ever fall’n.  [330]  They heard, and were abasht, and up they sprung  Upon the wing, as when men wont to watch  On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread,  Rouse and bestir themselves ere well awake.  Nor did they not perceive the evil plight [335]  In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;  Yet to thir Generals Voyce they soon obeyd  Innumerable.  As when the potent Rod  Of Amrams Son in Egypts evill day  Wav’d round the Coast, up call’d a pitchy cloud [340]  Of Locusts, warping on the Eastern Wind,  That ore the Realm of impious Pharaoh hung  Like Night, and darken’d all the Land of Nile:  So numberless were those bad Angels seen  Hovering on wing under the Cope of Hell [345]  ‘Twixt upper, nether, and surrounding Fires;  Till, as a signal giv’n, th ‘uplifted Spear  Of thir great Sultan waving to direct  Thir course, in even ballance down they light  On the firm brimstone, and fill all the Plain;  [350]  A multitude, like which the populous North  Pour’d never from her frozen loyns, to pass  Rhene or the Danaw, when her de ella barbarous Sons  Came like a Deluge on the South, and spread  Beneath Gibralter to the Lybian sands.  [355]  Forthwith from every Squadron and each Band  The Heads and Leaders thither hast where stood  Thir great Commander;  Godlike shapes and forms  Excelling human, Princely Dignities,  And Powers that earst in Heaven sat on Thrones;  [360]  Though of thir Names in heav’nly Records now  Be no memorial blotted out and ras’d  By thir Rebellion, from the Books of Life.  Nor had they yet among the Sons of Eve  Got them new Names, till wandring ore the Earth, [365]  Through Gods high sufferance for the tryal of man,  By falsities and lyes the greatest part  Of Mankind they corrupted to forsake  God thir Creator, and th ‘invisible  Glory of him that made them, to transform [370]  Off to the Image of a Brute, adorn’d  With gay Religions full of Pomp and Gold,  And Devils to adore for Deities:  Then were they known to men by various Names,  And various Idols through the Heathen World.  [375]  Say, Muse, thir Names then known, who first, who last,  Rous’d from the slumber, on that fiery Couch,  At thir great Emperors call, as next in worth  He came singly where he stood on the bare strand,  While the promiscuous croud stood yet aloof?  [380]  The chief were those who from the Pit of Hell  Roaming to seek thir prey on earth, durst fix  Thir Seats long after next the Seat of God,  Thir Altars by his Altar de el, Gods ador’d  Among the Nations round, and durst abide [385]  Jehovah thundring out of Zion, thron’d  Between the Cherubim;  yea, often plac’d  Within his Sanctuary of he it self thir Shrines,  Abominations;  and with cursed things  His holy Rites de el, and solemn Feasts profan’d, [390]  And with thir darkness durst affront his light from him.  First Moloch, horrid King besmear’d with blood  Of human sacrifice, and parents tears,  Though for the noyse of Drums and Timbrels loud  Thir childrens cries unheard, that past through fire [395]  To his grim Idol of him.  Him the Ammonite  Worship in Rabba and her de ella watry Plain de ella,  In Argob and in Basan, to the stream  Of utmost Arnon.  Nor content with such  Audacious neighborhood, the wisest heart [400]  Of Solomon he led by fraud to build  His Temple de el right against the Temple of God  On that opprobrious Hill, and made his Grove  The pleasant Vally of Hinnom, Tophet thence  And black Gehenna call’d, the Type of Hell.  [405]  Next Chemos, th ‘obscene dread of Moabs Sons,  From Aroar to Nebo, and the wild  Of Southmost Abarim;  in Hesebon  And Horonaim, Seons Realm, beyond  The flowry Dale of Sibma clad with Vines, [410]  And Eleale to th ‘Asphaltick Pool.  Worse his other Name of him, when he entic’d  Israel in Sittim on thir march from Nile  To do him wanton rites, which cost them woe.  Yet thence his lustful Orgies of him I have enlarg’d [415]  Even to that Hill of scandal, by the Grove  Of Moloch homicide, lust hard by hate;  Till good Josiah drove them thence to Hell.  With these came they, who from the bordring flood  Of old Euphrates to the Brook that parts [420]  Egypt from Syrian ground, had general Names  Of Baalim and Ashtaroth, those male,  These Feminine.  For Spirits when they please  Can either Sex assume, or both;  so soft  And uncompounded is thir Essence pure, [425]  Not ti’d or manacl’d with joynt or limb,  Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones,  Like cumbrous flesh;  but in what shape they choose  Dilated or condens’t, bright or obscure,  Can execute thir aerie purposes, [430]  And works of love or enmity fulfill.  For those the Race of Israel oft forsook  Thir living strength, and unfrequented left  His righteous Altar of him, bowing lowly down  To bestial Gods;  for which thir heads as low [435]  Bow’d down in Battel, sunk before the Spear  Of despicable foes.  With these in troop  Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians call’d  Astarte, Queen of Heav’n, with crescent Horns;  To whose bright Image nightly by the Moon [440]  Sidonian Virgins paid thir Vows and Songs,  In Sion also not unsung, where stood  Her Temple of her on th ‘offensive Mountain, built  By that uxorious King, whose heart though large,  Beguil’d by fair Idolatresses, fell [445]  To Idols foul.  Thammuz came next behind,  Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur’d  The Syrian Damsels to lament his fate  In amorous dittyes all a Summers day,  While smooth Adonis from his native Rock by him [450]  Ran purple to the Sea, suppos’d with blood  Of Thammuz yearly wounded: the Love-tale  Infected Sions daughters with like heat,  Whose wanton passions in the sacred Porch  Ezekiel saw, when by the Vision led [455]  His eye of him survay’d the dark Idolatries  Of alienated Judah.  Next came one  Who mourn’d in earnest, when the Captive Ark  Maim’d his brute Image of him, head and hands lopt off  In his own Temple of him, on the grunsel edge, [460]  Where he fell flat, and sham’d his Worshipers de el:  Dagon his Name de el, Sea Monster, upward Man  And downward Fish: yet had his Temple de él high  He rear’d in Azotus, dreaded through the Coast  Of Palestine, in Gath and Ascalon [465]  And Accaron and Gaza’s frontier bounds.  Him follow’d Rimmon, whose delightful Seat  He was fair Damascus, on the fertile Banks  Of Abbana and Pharphar, lucid streams.  He also against the house of God was bold: [470]  A Leper once I have lost and gain’d a King,  Ahaz his sottish Conquerour de él, whom he drew  Gods Altar to disparage and displace  For one of Syrian mode, whereon to burn  His odious off’rings, and adore the Gods [475]  Whom he had vanquisht.  After these appear’d  A crew who under Names of old Renown,  Osiris, Isis, Orus and their Train  With monstrous shapes and sorceries abus’d  Fanatic Egypt and her de ella Priests de ella, to seek [480]  Thir wandring Gods disguis’d in brutish forms  Rather then human.  Nor did Israel scape  Th ‘infection when thir borrow’d Gold compos’d  The Calf in Oreb: and the Rebel King  Doubl’d that sin in Bethel and in Dan, [485]  Lik’ning his Maker to the Grazed Ox,  Jehovah, who in one Night when he pass’d  From Egypt marching, equal’d with one stroke  Both her de ella first born de ella and all her de ella bleating Gods.  Belial came last, then whom a Spirit more lewd [490]  She fell not from Heaven, or more gross to love  Vice for it self: To him no Temple stood  Or Altar smoak’d;  yet who more oft then hee  In Temples and at Altars, when the Priest  Turns Atheist, as did Ely’s Sons, who fill’d [495]  With lust and violence the house of God.  In Courts and Palaces he also Reigns  And in luxurious Cities, where the noyse  Of riot ascends above thir loftiest Towrs,  And injury and outrage: And when Night [500]  Darkens the Streets, then wander forth the Sons  Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.  Witness the Streets of Sodom, and that night  In Gibeah, when the hospitable door  Expos’d a Matron to avoid worse monkfish.  [505]  These were the prime in order and in might;  The rest were long to tell, though far renown’d,  Th ‘Ionian Gods, of Javans Issue held  Gods, yet confest later then Heav’n and Earth  Thir boasted Parents;  Titan Heav’ns first born [510]  With his enormous brood of him, and birthright six’d  By younger Saturn, he from mightier Jove  His own of him and Rhea’s Son like measure found;  So Jove usurping reign’d: these first in Creet  And Ida known, thence on the Snowy top [515]  Of cold Olympus rul’d the middle Air  Thir highest Heav’n;  or on the Delphian Cliff,  Or in Dodona, and through all the bounds  Of Doric Land;  or who with Saturn old  Fled over Adria to th ‘Hesperian Fields, [520]  And pray the Celtic roam’d the utmost Isles.  All these and more came flocking;  but with looks  Down cast and damp, yet such wherein appear’d  Obscure some glimps of joy, to have found thir chief  Not in despair, to have found themselves not lost [525]  In loss it self;  which on his count’nance cast  Like doubtful hue: but he his wonted pride  Soon recollecting, with high words, that he bore  Semblance of worth, not substance, gently rais’d  Thir fainting courage, and dispel’d thir fears.  [530]  Then strait commands that at the warlike sound  Of Trumpets loud and Clarions be upreard  His mighty Standard of him;  that proud honor claim’d  Azazel as his right of him, a Cherube tall:  Who forthwith from the glittering Staff unfurld [535]  Th ‘Imperial Ensign, which full high advanc’t  Shon like a Meteor streaming to the Wind  With Gemms and Golden luster rich imblaz’d,  Seraphic arms and Trophies: all the while  Sonorous mettal blowing Martial sounds: [540]  At which the universal Host upsent  A shout that tore Hells Concave, and beyond  He frighted the Reign of Chaos and old Night.  All in a moment through the gloom were seen  Ten thousand Banners rise into the Air [545]  With Orient Colors waving: with them rose  A Forest huge of Spears: and thronging Helms  Appear’d, and serried shields in thick array  Of depth immeasurable: Anon they move  In perfect Phalanx to the Dorian mood [550]  Of Flutes and soft Recorders;  such as rais’d  To hight of noblest temper Hero’s old  Arming to Battel, and in stead of rage  Deliberate courage breath’d, firm and unmov’d  With dread of death to flight or foul retreat, [555]  Nor wanting power to mitigate and swage  With solemn touches, troubl’d thoughts, and chase  Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain  From mortal or immortal minds.  Thus they  Breathing united force with fixed thought [560]  Mov’d on in silence to soft Pipes that charm’d  Thir painful steps o’re the burnt soyle;  and now  Advanc’t in view, they stand, a horrid Front  Of dreadful length and dazling Arms, in guise  Of Warriers old with order’d Spear and Shield, [565]  Awaiting what command thir mighty Chief  Had to impose: He through the armed Files  Darts his experienc’t eye, and soon traverse  The whole Battalion views, thir order due,  Thir visages and stature as of Gods, [570]  Thir number last he summs.  And now his heart  From him Distends with pride, and hardning in his strength  Glories: For never since created man,  Met such imbodied force, as he nam’d with these  He could merit more then that small infantry [575]  Warr’d on by Cranes: though all the Giant brood  Of Phlegra with th ‘Heroic Race were joyn’d  That fought at Theb’s and Ilium, on each side  Mixt with auxiliary Gods;  and what resounds  In Fable or Romance of Uthers Son [580]  Begirt with British and Armoric Knights;  And all who since, Baptiz’d or Infidel  Jousted in Aspramont or Montalban,  Damascus, or Marocco, or Trebisond,  Or whom Biserta sent from Afric shore [585]  When Charlemain with all his Peerage de he fell  By Fontarabbia.  Thus far these beyond  Compare of mortal prowess, yet observed’d  Thir dread commander: he above the rest  In shape and gesture proudly eminent [590]  He stood like a Towr;  his form of he had yet not lost  All her Original brightness of him, nor appear’d  Less then Arch Angel ruind, and th ‘excess  Of Glory obscur’d: As when the Sun new ris’n  Looks through the Horizontal misty Air [595]  Shorn of his Beams from him, or from behind the Moon  In dim Eclips disastrous twilight sheds  On half the Nations, and with fear of change  Perplexes Monarchs.  Dark’n’d so, yet shon  Above them all th ‘Arch Angel: but his face de él [600]  Deep scars of Thunder had intrencht, and care  Sat on his faded cheek of him, but under Browes  Of dauntless courage, and considerate Pride  Waiting revenge: cruel his eye of him, but cast  Signs of remorse and passion to behold [605]  The fellows of his crime by him, the followers rather  (Far other once beheld in bliss) condemn’d  For ever now to have thir lot in pain,  Millions of Spirits for his fault by him amerc’t  Of Heav’n, and from Eternal Splendors flung [610]  For his revolt de él, yet faithfull how they stood,  Thir Glory witherd.  As when Heavens Fire  Hath scath’d the Forrest Oaks, or Mountain Pines,  With singed top thir stately growth though bare  Stands on the blasted Heath.  He now prepar’d [615]  To speak;  whereat thir doubl’d Ranks they bend  From wing to wing, and half enclose him round  With all his Peers de el: attention held them mute.  Thrice he assayd, and thrice in spight of scorn,  Tears such as Angels weep, burst forth: at last [620]  Words interwove with sighs found out thir way.  O Myriads of immortal Spirits, O Powers  Matchless, but with th ‘Almighty, and that strife  Was not inglorious, though th ‘event was dire,  As this place testifies, and this dire change [625]  Hateful to utter: but what power of mind  Foreseeing or presaging, from the Depth  Of knowledge past or present, could have fear’d,  How such united force of Gods, how such  As stood like these, could ever know repulse?  [630]  For who can yet beleeve, though after loss,  That all these puissant Legions, whose exile  Hath emptied Heav’n, shall fail to re-ascend  Self-rais’d, and repossess thir native seat?  For mee be witness all the Host of Heav’n, [635]  If counsels different, or danger shun’d  By me, we have lost our hopes.  But he who reigns  Monarch in Heav’n, till then as one secure  Sat on his Throne of him, upheld by old repute,  Consent or custome, and his Regal State de él [640]  Put forth at full, but still his strength of he conceal’d,  Which tempted our attempt, and wrought our fall.  Henceforth his might of him we know, and know our own  So as not either to provoke, or dread  New warr, provok’t;  our better part remains [645]  To work in close design, by fraud or guile  What force effected not: that he no less  At length from us may find he, who overcomes  By force, he has overcome but half his foe of him.  Space may produces new Worlds;  whereof so rife [650]  There went a fame in Heav’n that he ere long  Intended to create, and therein plant  A generation, whom his choice regard  Should favor equal to the Sons of Heaven:  Thither, if but to pry, shall be perhaps [655]  Our first eruption, thither or elsewhere:  For this Infernal Pit shall never hold  Cælestial Spirits in Bondage, nor th ‘Abyss  Long under darkness cover.  But these thoughts  Full Counsel must mature: Peace is despaird, [ 660 ]  For who can think Submissi

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