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Breathing united force, with fixed thought, was not inglorious, though the event was dire,
Mov'd on in silence to soft pipes, that charin'd As this place testifies, and this dire change,
Their painful steps o'er the burnt soil: and now Hateful to utter : but what power of mind,
Advanc'd in view they stand; a horrid front Foreseeing or presaging, from the depth
Of dreadful length and dazzling arms, in guise Of knowledge past or present, could have fear'd,
Of warriors old with order'd spear and shield; | How such united force of gods, how such
Awaiting what command their mighty chief As stood like these, could ever know repulse?
Had to impose : he through thrë armed files For who can yet believe, though after loss,
Darts his experienc'd eye, and suon traverse That all these puissant legions, whose exile
The whole battalion views, their order due, Hath emptied Heaven, shall fail to re-ascend
Their visages and stature as of gods;

Self-rais'd, and repossess their native seat ?
Their number last he sums. And now his heart for me, be witness all the host of Heaven,
Distends with pride, and hardening in his strength | If counsels different, or dangers shunn'd
Glories : for never, since created man,

By me, have lost our hopes. But he who reigas Met such imbodied force, as nam'd with these Monarch in Heaven, till then as one secure Could merit more than that small infantry Sat on bis throne, upheld by old repute, Warr'd on by cranes : though all the giant Consent or custom ; and his regal state

Put forth at full, but still his strength conccald, Of Phlegra with the heroic race were join'd Which tempted our attempt, and wrought our That fought at Thu Wes and Ilium, on each side

fall. Mix'd with auxiliar gods; and what resounds Henceforth his might we know and know ow In fable or romance of Uther's son

own: Begirt with British and Armoric knights ;

So as not either to provoke, or dread And all who since, baptiz'd or infidel,

New war, provok'd ; our better part remains Jousted in Aspramont, or Montalban,

To work in close design, by fraud or guile, Damasco, or Marocco, or Trebisond,

What force effected not : that he no less Or whom Biserta sent from Afric shore,

At length from us may find, who overcomes When Charlemain with all his peerage fell

By force, hath overcome but half his foe. By Fontarabbia. Thus far these beyond

Space may produce new worlds; whereof so rife Compare of mortal prowess, yet observ'd

There went a fame in Heaven that he ere long Their dread commander: he, above the rest Intended to create, and therein plant In shape and gesture proudly eminent,

A generation, whom his choice regard
Stood like a tower ; his form had yet not lost Should favour equal to the sons of Heaven:
All her original brightness; nor appear'd

Thither, if but to pry, shall be perbaps
Less than arch-angel ruin'd, and the excess Our first eruption; thither or elsewhere;
Of glory obscurd : as when the Sun, new risen, For this infernal pit shall never hold
Looks through the horizontal misty air

Celestial spirits in bondage, nor the abyss
Shorn of his beams; or from behind the Moon, Long under darkness cover. But these thoughts
In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds . Full counsel must mature : peace is despair'd;
On half the nations, and with fear of change For who can think submission ? War then, war,
Perplexes monarchs. Darken'd so, vet shone | Open or understood, must be resolv'd.”
Above them all the arch-angel : but his face

He spake : and, to confirm his words, out-flew Deep scars of thunder had intrencb'd; and care | Millions of flaming swords, drawn from the Sat on his faded cheek, but under brows

thighs Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Of mighty cherubim; the sudden blaze Waiting revenge; cruel his eye, but cast Far round illumind Hell : highly they rag'd Signs of remorse and passion, to behold

Against the Highest, and fierce with grasped The fellows of his crime, the followers rather,

arms (Far other once beheld in bliss) condemn'd Clash'd on their sounding shields the din of war, For ever now to have their lot in pain :

Hurling defiance toward the vault of Heaven. Millions of spirits for his fault amerc'd

There stood a hill not far, whose grisly top Of Heaven, and from eternal splendours Aung Belch'd fire and rolling smoke; the rest entire For his revolt, yet faithful how they stood, Shone with a glossy scurf ; undoubted sign Their glory wither'd: as when Heaven's fire That in his womb was hid metallic ore, Hath scath'd the forest oaks, or mountain pines, The work of sulphur. Thither, wing'd with With singed top their stately growth, though

speed, bare,

A numerous brigade hasten’d: as when bands Stands on the blasted heath. He now prepar'd Of pioneers, with spade and pickax arm'd, To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they Forerun the royal camp, to trench a field, bend

Or cast a rampart. Mammon led them on: From wing to wing, and half enclose him round | Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell With all his peers : attention held them mute. From Heaven ; for e'en in Heaven his looks and Theice he assay'd, and thrice, in spite of scorn, . " thoughts Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth : at last Were always downward bent, admiring more Words, interwove with sighs, found out their The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold, way.

Than aught, divine or holy, else enjoyed “O myriads of immortal spirits, O powers In vision beatific : by him first Matchless, but with the Almighty; and that | Men also, and by his suggestion taught, strife

Ransack'd the centre, and with impious hands

Rined the bowels of their mother Earth

| Mean while the winged heralds, by command Por treasures, better hid. Soon had his crew Of sovran power, with awful ceremony [claim Open'd into the hill a spacious wound,

And trumpet's sound, throughout the host proAnd digg'd out ribs of gold. Let none adınire A solemn council, forthwith to be held That riches grow in Hell; that soil may best At Pandemonium ; the high capital Deserve the precious bane. And here let those, Of Satan and his peers : their summons call'd Who boast in mortal things, and wondering tell From every band and squared regiment Of Babel, and the works of Memphian kings, '. By place or choice the worthiest; they anon, Learn how their greatest monuments of fame, With hundreds and with thousands, trooping And strength and art, are easily out-done

came, By spirits reprobate, and in an hour

Attended : all access was throng'd: the gates What in an age they with incessant toil : And porches wide, but chief the spacious hall And hands innumerable scarce perform.

(Though like a cuver'd field, where champions Nigh on the plain, in many cells prepard,

bold . . . * That underneath had veins of liquid fire

Wont ride in arm’d, and at the Soldan's chair Sluic'd from the lake, a second multitude Defied the best of Panim chivalry With wonderous art founded the massy ore; To mortal combat, or career with lance) [air Severing each kind, and scumm'd the bullion Thick swarm'd, both on the ground and in the dross : ,

Brush'd with the hiss of rustling wings. As bees A third as soon had form'd within the ground la spring time, when the Sun with Taurus rides, A various mould, and from the boiling cells, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive By strange conveyance, fill'd each hollow nook ; In clusters; they among fresh dews and flowers As in an organ, from one blast of wind,

Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, To many a row of pipes the sound-board breathes. The suburb of their straw-built citadel, Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge

New rubb'd with balm, expatiate and confer Rose like an exhalation, with the sound

Their state affairs. So thick the aery croud Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet,

Swarm'd and were straiten'd; till, the signal Built like a temple, where pilasters round

given, Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid

Behold a wonder ! They but now wno seem'd With golden architrave ; nor did there want In bigness to surpass Earth's giant sons,: Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven: Now less than smallest dwarfs, in narrow room The roof was fretted gold. Not Babylon,

Throng numberless, like that pygmean race Nor great Alcairo, such magnificence

Beyond the Indian mount; or faery elves, Equallid in all their glories, to enshrine

Whose midnight revels, by a forest side Belus or Sérapis their gods, or seat

Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Their kings, when Egypt with Assyria strove Or dreams he sees, while over-head the Moon In wealth and luxury. The ascending pile Sits arbitress, and nearer to the Earth Stood fix'd her stately heighth : and straight the Wheels her pale course; they, on their mirth doors,

and dance Opening their brazen folds, discover, wide

Intent, with jocund music charm his ear; Within, her ample spaces, o'er the smooth

At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds. And level pavement ; from the arched roof Thus incorporeal spirits to smallest forms[large, Pendent by subtle magic many a row

Reduc'd their shapes immense, and were at Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed

Though without number still, amidst the hall With Naphtha and Asphaltus, yielded light

Of that infernal court. But far within, As from a sky. The hasty multitude

And in their own dimensions, like themselves, Admiring enter'd ; and the work some praise,

The great seraphic lords and cherubim And some the architect, his hand was known In close recess and secret conclave sat ; In Heaven by many a tower'd structure high, A thousand demi-gods on golden seats, Where scepter'd angels held their residence, Frequent anıl full. After short silence then, And sat as princes ; whom the supreme king And summons read, the great consult began. Exalted to such power, and gave to rule, Each in his hierarchy, the orders bright. Nor was his name unheard, or unador'd, In ancient Greece; and in Ausonian land Men call’d him Mulciber; and how he fell

PARADISE LOST.
From Heaven, they. fabled, thrown by angry

BOOK II.
Sheer o'er the crystal battlements : from morn
To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,

THE ARGUMENT.
A summer's day; and with the setting Sun
Dropt from the zenith like a falling star,

The consultation began, Satan debates whether On Lemnos the Ægean isle : thus they relate, another battle be to be hazarded for the recovery Erring; for he with this rebellious rout

of Heaven : Some advise it, others dissuade : Fell long before ; nor aught avail'd him now

A third proposal is preferred, mentioned beTo have built in Heaven high towers ; nor did | fure by Satan, to search the truth of that prohe 'scape

phecy or tradition in Heaven concerning anoBy all his engines, but was headlong sent

ther world, and another kind of creature equal With his industrious crew, to build in Hell.

or not much inferior to theurselves about this

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time to be created. Their donbt, who shall be More unexpert, I boast not: them let those sent on this difficult search ; Satan their chief Contrive why peed, or when they need, not undertakes alone the voyage, is honoured and

now. applauded. The council thus ended, the rest For, while they sit contriving, shall the rest, betake them several ways, and to several em- Millions that stand in arms, and longing wait ployments, as their inclinations lead them, to The signal to ascend, sit lingering here entertain thetime till Satan return. He pas- Heaven's fugitives, and for their dwelling place. ses on his journey to Hell gates; finds them Accept this dark opprobrious den of shame, shut, and who sat there to guard them ; by The prison of his tyranny who reigns whom at length they are opened, and discover By our delay? No, let us rather choose, to him the great gulf between Hell and Hea | Arm’d with Hell flames and fury, all at once, ven; with what difficulty he passes through, O'er Heaven's high towers to force resistless directed by Chaos, the power of that place,

way, to the sight of this new world' which he sought. Turning our tortures into horrid arms

Against the torturer ; when to meet the noise High on a throne of royal state, which far Of his almighty engine he shall hear Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,

Infernal thunder; and, for lightning, see Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand Black fire and horrour shot with equal rage Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Among his angels; and bis throne itself Salan exalted sat, by merit rais'd

Mix'd with Tartarean sulphur, and strange fire, To that bad eminence : and, from despair

His own invented torments. But perhaps Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires

The way seems difficult and steep to scala Berond thus high, insatiate to pursue

With upright wing against a higher foe. Vain war with Heaven, and, by success untaught, Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench His proud imaginations thụs display'd.

Of that forgetful lake benumn not still, “Powers and dominions, deities of Heaven; That in our proper motion we ascend For since no deep within her golf can hold Up to our native seat: descent and fall Immortal vigour, though oppress'd and fall'n, To us is adverse. Who but felt of late, I give not Heaven for løst. From this descent When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear Celestial virtues rising, will appear

Insulting, and pursued us through the deep, Diore glorious and more dread than from no With what compulsion and laborious flight fall,

We sunk thus low? The ascent is easy then; And trust themselves to fear no second fate. | The event is feard ; should we again provoke Me though just right, and the fix'd laws of Our stronger, some worse way his wrath may Heaven,

find Did first create your leader; next, free choice, To our destruction ; if there be in Hell With what besides, in counsel or in fight,

Fear to be worse destroy'd : what can be worse Hath been achiev'd of inerit; yet this loss, | Than to dwell here, driven out from bliss, con Thus far at least recover'd, hath much more

demn'd Establish'd in a safe unenvied throne,

In this abhorred deep to utter woe;
Yielded with full consent. The happier state Where pain of unextinguishable fire
In Heaven, which follows dignity, might draw | Must exercise us without hope of end,
Envy from each inferior; but who bere

The vassals of his anger, when the scourge
Will envy whom the highest place exposes Inexorably, and the torturing hour,
Foremost to stand against the Thunderer's aim, Calls us to penance? More destroy'd than thus,
Your bulwark, and condemns to greatest share We should be quite abolish'd, and expire.
Of endless pain? Where there is then no good What fear we then? what doubt we to incense
For which to strive, no strife can grow up there His utmost ire? which, to the height enrag'd,
From faction ; for pone sure will claim in Hell Will eitber quite consume us, and reduce
Precedence, none whose portion is so small To nothing this essential ; happier far
Of present pain, that with ambitious mind Than miserable to have eternal being :
Will covet more. With this advantage then Or, if our substance be indeed divine,
To union, and firm faith, and firm accord, And cannot cease to be, we are at worst
More than can be in Heaven, we now return On this side nothing; and by proof we feet
To claim our just inheritance of old,

Our power sufficient to disturb his Heaven, Surer to prosper than prosperity

And with perpetual inroads to alarm, Could have assur'd us; and, by what best way, Though inaccessible, his fatal throne: Whether of open war, or covurt guile,

Which, if not victory, is yet revenge." We now debate; who can advise, may speak." He ended frowning, and his look denoune'd He ceas'd; and next him Moloch, scepter's Desperate revenge, and battle dangerous king,

To less than gods. On th' other side up-rose . Stood up, the strongest and the fiercest spirit Belial, in act more graceful and humane: That fought in Heaven, now fiercer by despair: A fairer person lost not Heaven; he seein'd His trust was with the Eternal to be deem'a For dignity compos'd, 'and high exploit: Equal in strength; and rather than be less But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Card not to be at all; with that care lost Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear Went all his fear: of God, or Hell, or worse, The better reason, to perplex and dash He reck'd not; and these words thereafter spake. Maturest counsels: for his thoughts were low;

“ My sentence is for open war : of wiles, To vice industrious, but to nobler deeds

Timorous and slothful : yet he pleas'd the ear, Under yon boiling ocean, wrapt in chains;
And with persuasire accent thus began. | There to converse with everlasting groans,

should be much for open war, O peers, Unrespited, unpiticd, unrepriev'd, As pot behind in hate ; if what was urg'd

Ages of hopeless end? This would be worse. Main reason to persuade immediate war, War therefore, open or conceal'd, alike Did not dissuade ine most, and seem to cast | My voice dissuades; for what can force or guile. Ominous conjecture on the whole success; With him, or who deceive his mind, whose eye When he, who most excels in fact of arms, Views all things at one view ? He from Heaven's In what he counsels, and in what excels,

· height Mistrustful, grounds his courage on despair All these our motiuns vain sees, and derides; And utter dissolution, as the scope

Not more almighty to resist our might Of all his aim, after some dire revenge.

Than więc to frustrate all our plots and wiles. First, what revenge? The towers of Heaven are Shall we then lire thus vile, the race of Heaven fiilid

Thus trampled, tbus expell’d to suffer liere . With armed watch, that render all access Chains and these torments ? better these than Impregnable : oft on the bordering deep

worse,
Encamp their legions; or, with obscure wing, By my advice; since fate inevitable
Scout far and wide into the realm of night, Subdues us, and omnipotent decree,
Scorning surprise. Or could we break our way The victor's will. To suffer, as to do,
By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise Our strength is equal, nor the law unjust
With blackest insurrection, to copfound

That so ordains: this was at first resolv'd,
Heaven's purest light; yet our great enemy, If we were wise, against so great a foe
All incorruptible, would on his throne

Contending, and so doubtful what might fall.
Sit unpolluted; and the ethereal mould,

I laugh, when those who at the spear are bold Incapable of stain, would soon expel

And venturous, if that fail then, shrink and fear Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire, What yet they know must follow, to endure. Victorious. Thus repuls'd, our final hope Exile, or ignorniny, or bonds, or pain, Is flat despair: we must exasperate

The sentence of their conqueror : this is now The almighty victor to spend all his rage, Our doom ; which if we can sustain and bear, And that must end us; that must be our cure, Our supreine foe in time may much remit To be no more. Sad cure! for who would lose, His anger ; and perhaps, thus far remov'd, 'Though full of pain, this intellectual being, Not mind us not offending, satisfied Those thoughts that wander through eternity, With what is punislı'd; whence these raging To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost

fires In the wide womb of uncreated night,

Will slacken, if his breath stir not their Aames. Devoid of sense and motion ? And who knows, Our purer essence then will overcome Let this be good, whether our angry foe

Their noxious vapour ; or, inur'd, not feel ; Çan give it, or will ever? how he can,

Or, chang'd at length, and to the place conIs doubtful; that he never will, is suree

la temper and in nature, will receive [form'd Will he, so wise, let louse at once his ire,

Familiar the fierce heat, and void of pain; Belike through impotence, or unaware,

This horrvur will grow mild, this darkness light; To give his enemies their wish, and end

Besides what hope the never-ending flight Them in his anger, whom his anger saves Of future days may bring, what chance, what To punish endless? Wherefore cease we then ?

change

. . . Say they who corinsel war, we are decreed, Worth waiting ; since our present lot appears Reserv'd, and destin'd to eternal woe;

| For happy though but ill, for ill not worst, Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, If we procure not to ourselves more woe." What can we suffer worse? Is this then worst, Thus Belial, with words cloth'd in reason's Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms?

garb, What; when we fler amain, pursued, and struck Counsellid ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, With Heaven's afHicting thunder, and besought Not peace: and after him thus Mammon spake. The deep to shelter us? this Hell then seem'd ' “ Either to disenthrone the King of Heaven A refuge from those wounds: or when we lay We war, if war be best, or to regain Chain'd on the burning lake? that sure was | Our own right lost: him to unthrone we then worse.

May hope, when everlasting Pate shall yield What if the breath, that kindled those grim To fickle Chance, and Chaos judge the strife : fires,

The former, vain to hope, argues as vain
Avak’d, should blow them into sevenfold rage, The latter: for what place can be for us
And plunge us in the flames? or, from above, Within Heaven's bound, unless Heaven's Lord
Should intermitted vengeance arm again

supreme
His red right hand to plague us? What if all We overpower? Suppose he should relent,
Her stores were open'd, and this firmament And publish grace to all, on promise made
Of Hell should spout hér cataracts of fire, Of new subjcction ; with what eyes could we
Impendent horroirs, threatening hideous fall S and in his presence humble, and receive
One day upon our beads; while we perhaps, Strict laws impos'd, to celebrate his throne
Designing or exhorting glorious war,

With' warbled hymns, and to bis Godhead sing
Caught in a fiery tempest shall be hurld Forc'd Halleluiahs ; while he lordly sits
Each on his rock transfix’d, the sport and prey Our envied sovran, and his altar breathes
Of wracking whirlwinds ; or for ever sunk Ambrosial odours and ambrosial flowers,

Our servile offerings? This must be our task | Drew audience and attention still as night ., In Heaven, this our delight; how wearisome Or summer's noon-tide air, while thus he spake. Fternity so spent, in worship paid

“ Thrones and imperial powers, offspring of To whom we bate! Let us not then pursue

Heaven, By force impossible, by leare obtain'd

Ethereal virtues; or these titles now Unacceptable, though in Heaven, our state Must we renounce, and, changing style, be callid Of splendid vassalage ; but rather seek

Princes of Hell? for so the popular vote Our own good from ourselves, and from our own luclines here to continue, and build up here Live to ourselves, though in this vast recess. A growing empire; doubtless; while we dream, Free, and to none accountable, preferring And know not that the King of Hearen hath Hard liberty before the easy yoke

doom'd Of servile pomp. Our greatness will appear This place our dungeon; not our safe retreat Then most conspicuous, when great things of Beyond his potent arm, to live exempt small,

From Heaven's high jurisdiction, in new league Useful of hurtful, prosperous of adverse

Banded against his throne, but to remain We can create ; and in what place so e'er In strictest bondage, though thus far remov'd Thrive under evil, and work ease out of pain, Under the inevitable curb, reserv'd Through labour and endurance. This deep world | His captive multitude: for he, be sure, Of darkness do we dread? How oft amidst In height or depth, still first and last will reign Thick clouds and dark doth Heaven's all-rul Sole king, and of his kingdom lose no part ing Sire

By our revolt; but over Hell extend Choose to reside, his glory unobscurd,

His empire, and with iron sceptre rule And with the majesty of darkness round

Us here, as with his golden those in Heaven. Corers his throne; from whence deep thunders What sit we then projecting peace and war? roar

War hath determin'd us, and foil'd with loss Mustering their rage, and Heaven resembles Irreparable ; terms of peace yet none Hell?

Vouchsaf'd or soughts for what peace will be As he our darkness, cannot we his light

given Imitate when we please? This desert soil

To us enslav'd, but custody severe
Wants not her hidden lustre, gems and gold; | And stripes, and arbitrary punishment
Nor want we skill or art, from whence to raise luflicted ? and what peace can we return,
Magnificence; and what can Heaven show more? But to our power hostility and hate,
Our torments also may in length of time

Untam'd reluctance, and revenge, though slow,
Become our elements; these piercing fires | Yet ever plotting how the conqueror least
As soft as now severe, our temper chang'd

May reap his conquest, and may least rejoice Into their temper; which must needs remove In doing what we must in suffering feel? The sensible of pain. All things invite

Nor will occasion want, nor shall we need To peaceful counsels, and the settled state With dangerous expedition to invade Of order, how in satety best we may

Heaven, whose high walls fear no assault or Compose our present evils, with regard

siege, Of what we are, and were; dismissing quite Or ambush from the deep. What if we find All thoughts of war. Ye have what I advise,” Some easier enterprise ? There is a place, He scarce had finish'd, when such murmur (If ancient and prophetic fame in Heaven fillid

Err not) apother world, the happy seat The assembly, as when hollow rocks retain Of some new race callid Man, about this time The sound of blustering winds, which all night | To be created like to us, though Jess long

In power and excellence, but favour'd more Had rous'd the sea, now with hoarse cadence lull of him who rules abuve; so was his will Sea-faring men o'er-watch'd, whose bark by | Pronounc'd among the gods, and by an oath, Or pinnace anchors in a craggy bay [chance | That shook Heaven's whole circumference, conAfter the tempest: such applause was heard

firm'd. As Mammon ended, and his sentence pleas'd!, Thither let us bend all our thonghts, to learn . Advising peace: for such another field

What creatures there inhabit, of what mould, They dreaded worse than Hell: so much the | Or substance, how endued, and what their powa

fear Of thunder and the sword of Michaël

And where their weakness, how attempted best, W'ronght still within them, and no less desire By force or subtlety. Though Heaven be shut, To found this nether empire, which might rise And Heaven's high Arbitrator sit secure By policy, and long process of time,

In his own strength, this place may lie expos'd, In emulation opposite to Heaven.

The utmost border of his kingdom, left Which when Beelzebub perceiv'd, than whom To their defence who hold it : here perhaps Satan except, none higher sat, with giave

Some advantageous act may be achiev'd Aspéct he rose, and in his rising seem'd

By sudden onset; either with Hell fire A pillar of state ; deep on his front engraven To waste, bis whole creation, or possess Deliberation sat, and public care;

All as our own, and drive, as we were driven, And princely counse) in his face yet shone, The puny habitants, or, if not drive, Majestic, though in ruin : sage he stood

Seduce them to our party, that their God With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear

May prove their foe, and with repenting hand The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look Abolish biş own work. This would surpass

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