Then thou thy regal sceptre shalt lay by, For regal sceptre then no more shall need, God shall be all in all. But all ye gods, Adore him, who to compass all this dies! Adore the Son, and honour him as me. No sooner had th' Almighty ceas'd, but all The multitude of Angels with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices uttering joy, heav'n rung With jubilee, and loud hosannas fill'd Th' eternal regions: lowly reverent
Tow'rds either throne they bow, and to the ground With solemn adoration down they cast
Their crowns inwove with amaranth and gold; Immortal amaranth, a flow'r which once
In Paradise, fast by the tree of life,
Began to bloom; but soon for Man's offence
To heav'n remov'd, where first it grew, there grows, And flow'rs aloft shading the fount of life,
And where the river of bliss through midst of heav'n Rolls o'er Elysian flow'rs her amber stream; With these that never fade, the Spirits elect
Bind their resplendent locks inwreath'd with beams, Now in loose garlands thick thrown off, the bright Pavement, that like a sea of jasper shone, Impurpled with celestial roses smil'd.
Then crowned again, their golden harps they took, Harps ever tun'd, that glittering by their side Like quivers hung, and with preamble sweet Of charming symphony they introduce Their sacred song, and waken raptures high, No voice exempt, no voice but well could join Melodious part, such concord is in heav'n.
Thee, Father, first they sung Omnipotent, Immutable, Immortal, Infinite,
Eternal King; the Author of all being, Fountain of light, thyself invisible
Amidst the glorious brightness where thou sit'st
Thron'd inaccessible, but when thou shad'st
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, Yet dazzle heav'n that brightest seraphim. Approach not, but with both wings veil their eyes. Thee next they sang of all creation first, Begotten Son, divine similitude,
In whose conspicuous count'nance, without cloud Made visible, th' Almighty Father shines, Whom else no creature can behold; on thee Impress'd th' effulgence of his glory abides, Transfus'd on thee his ample spirit rests. He heav'n of heav'ns and all the pow'rs there n By thee created, and by thee threw down Th' aspiring dominations: thou that day Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare, Nor stop thy flaming chariot wheels that shook Heav'ns everlasting frame while o'er the necks Thou drov'st of warring angels disarray'd. Back from pursuit thy pow'rs with loud acclaim Thee only extoll'd Son of thy Father's might, To execute fierce vengeance on his foes, Not so on man: him through their malice fall'n, Father of mercy and grace, thou didst not doom So strictly, but much more to pity incline: No sooner did thy dear and only Son Perceive thee purpos'd not to doom frail man So strictly, but much more to pity inclin'd, He to appease thy wrath, and end the strife Of mercy and justice in thy face discern'd, Regardless of the bliss wherein he sat Second to thee, offer'd himself to die For man's offence. O unexampled love, Love no where to be found less than divine! Hail Son of God, Saviour of men thy name Shall be the copious matter of my song Henceforth, and never shall my harp thy praise Forget, nor from thy Father's praise disjoin.
Thus they in heav'n, above the starry sphere,
Their happy hours in joy and hymning spent. Meanwhile upon the firm opacous globe
Of this round world, whose first convex divides- The luminous inferior orbs enclos'd
From Chaos and th' inroad of Darkness old, Satan alighted walks: a globe far off
It seem'd, now seems a boundless continent; Dark, waste, and wild, under the frown of Night, Starless expos'd, and ever-threat'ning storms Of Chaos blust'ring round, inclement sky, Save on that side which from the wall of heav'n, Though distant far, some small reflection gains Of glimm'ring air, less vex'd with tempest loud; Here walk'd the fiend at large in spacious field. As when a vulture on Imaus bred,
Whose snowy ridge the roving Tartar bounds. Dislodging from a region scarce of prey
To gorge the flesh of lambs, or yeanling kids, On hills where flocks are fed, flies tow'rd the springs Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams; But in his way lights on the barren plains Of Sericana, where Chinesus drive With sails and wind their cany wagons light: So on this windy sea of land, the fiend Walk'd up and down alone, bent on his prey; Alone, for other creature in this place Living or lifeless to be found was none; None yet, but store hereafter from the earth Up hither like aerial vapours flew
Of all things transitory and vain, when sin With vanity had fill'd the works of men ; Both all things vain, and all who in vain things Built their fond hopes of glory or lasting fame, Or happiness in this or th' other life:
All who have their reward on earth, the fruits Of painful superstition and blind zeal, Naught seeking but the praise of men, here find Fit retribution, empty as their deeds;
All th' unaccomplish'd works of Nature's hund
Abortive, monstrous, or unkindly mix'd
Dissolv'd on earth, fleet hither, and in vain, Till final dissolution, wander here,
Not in the neighb'ring moon, as some have dream'd Those argent fields more likely habitants, Translated saints, or middle spirits hold Betwixt th' angelical and human kind. Hither of ill-join'd sons and daughters born First from the ancient world those giants came With many a vain exploit, though then renown'd The builders next of Babel on the plain Of Sennaar, and still with vain design New Babels, had they wherewithal, would build : Others came single; he who to be deem'd A God, leap'd fondly into Etna flames, Empedocles; and he who to enjoy Plato's Elysium, leap'd into the sea, Cleombrotus and many more too long, Embryos and idiots, eremites and friars, White, black, and grey, with all their trumpery. Here pilgrims roam, that stray'd so far to seek In Golgotha him dead, who lives in heaven; And they who to be sure of Paradise Dying put on the weeds of Dominic, Or in Franciscan think to pass disguis'd; They pass the planets sev'n, and pass the fix'd, And that crystalline sphere* whose balance weighs The trepidation talk'd, and that first mov'd: And now saint Peter at heav'n's wicket seems To wait them with his keys, and now at foot Of heav'n's ascent they lift their feet, when lo A violent cross wind from either coast
Blows them transverse ten thousand leagues awry Into the devious air; then might ye see
"And that crystalline sphere," &c. an allusion to the Ptolemaic notion of a trepidation or libration in the crystalline hea ven, caused by the primum mobile, or first-moved and first mover.
Cowls. hoods, and habits, with their wearers lost And flutter'd into rags, then reliques, beads, Indulgences, dispenses, pardons, bulls,
The sport of winds: all these upwhirl'd aloft Fly o'er the backside of the world far off Into a limbo large and broad, since call'd The paradise of fools, to few unknown Long after, now unpeopled, and untrod. All this dark globe the fiend found as he pass'd, And long he wander'd, till at last a gleam Of dawning light turn'd thither-ward in haste His travell'd steps: far distant he descries Ascending by degrees magnificent
Up to the wall of heav'n, a structure high; At top whereof, but far more rich appear'd The work as of a kingly palace gate, With frontispiece of diamond and gold Embellish'd thick with sparkling orient gems The portal shone, inimitable on earth By model, or by shading pencil drawn. The stairs were such as whereon Jacob saw Angels ascending and descerding, bands Of guardians bright, when he from Esau fled To Padan-Aram, in the field of Luz Dreaming by night under the open sky, And waking cry'd, This is the gate of heav'n. Each stair mysteriously was meant, nor stood There always, but drawn up to heav'n sometimes Viewless; and underneath a bright sea flow'd Of jasper, or of liquid pearl, whereon Who after came from earth, sailing arriv'd Wafted by angels, or flew o'er the lake Rapt in a chariot drawn by fiery steeds. The stairs were then let down, whether to dare The fiend by easy ascent, or aggravate His sad exclusion from the doors of bliss: Direct against which open'd from beneath, Just o'er the blissful seat of Paradise, A passage down to th' earth, a passage wide,
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