To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,
A fummer's day; and with the setting fun
Dropt from the zenith like a falling star,
On Lemnos th' Æ'gean ile: thus they relate,
Erring; for he with this rebellious rout
Fell long before; nor ought avail'd' him now
T'have built in Heav'n high tow'rs; nor did
By all his engins, but was headlong fent
With his induftrious crew to build in Hell.
Mean while the winged heralds by comman
Of Lovran pow'r, with awful ceremony
And trumpet's found, throughout the host pro
A folemn council forthwith to be held
At Pandemonium, the high capital:
Of Satan and his peers: their fummons call'd
From every band and squared regiment
By place or choice the worthieft; they anon
With hundreds and with thousands trooping ca
Attended: all accefs was throng'd, the gates
And porches wide, but chief the fpacious hall
(Though like a cover'd field, where champions
Wont ride in arm'd, and at the Soldan's chair
Defy'd the best of Panim chivalry
To mortal combat, or career with lance)
Thick swarm'd, both on the ground and in the
Brush'd with the hifs of rufling winds. As bee
In fpring time, when the fun with Taurus rides
Pour forth their populous youth about the hive
In clusters; they among fresh dews and flowers.
Fly to and fro, or on the imoothed plank,