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Not more; for honors, riches, kingdoms, glory
Have been before contemn'd, and may again :
Therefore to know what more thou art than

man,
Worth naming Son of God by voice from

Heaven,
Another method I must now begin. 540
So say’ing he caught him up, and without

wing
Of hippogrif bore through the air' sublime
Over the wilderness and o'er the plain;
Till underneath them fair Jerusalem,
The holy city lifted high her towers, 5445
And higher yet the glorious temple rear'd
Her pile, far off appearing like a niount
Of alabaster, topt with golden spires :
There on the highest pinnacle he fet
The Son of God, and added thus in scorn. 550
The Itand, if thou wilt stand; to stand

upright
Will ask thee skill; I to thy Father's house
Have brought thee', and highest plac'd, highest

is best,
Now show thy progeny ; if not to stand,
Cast thyself down; safely, if Son of God: 555
For it is written, He will give command
Concerning thee to his Angels, in their hands
They shall up lift thee, lest at any time
Thou chance to dash thy foot against a stone.

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To whom thus Jefus; Also it is written, 560 Tempt not the Lord thy God: he said and

Itood : But Satan smitten with amazement fell. As when carth's son Antaeus (to compare Small things with greatest in Irasla strove With Jove's Alcides, and of foild still rose, 565 Receiving from his mother earth new strength, Fresh from his fall, and fiercer grapple join'd, Throttled at length in th'air, expird and fell; So after many a foil the Tempter proud, Renewing fresh allaults, amidit his pride 570 Fell whence he stood to see his victor fall. And as that Theban monster that propos'd Her riddle'; and him, who solv'd it not,

devour'd, That once found out and solv’d, for grief

and spite Caft herself headlong from th’Ilmenian

steep;

575 So struck with dread and anguish fell the

Fiend, And to his crew, that fat consulting, brought Joyless triumphals of his hop'd success, Ruin, and desperation, and dismay, Who durft so proudly tempt the Son of

God,

580 So Satan fell; and strait'a fiery globe Of Angels' on full fail of wing tlew nigh,

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Who on their plumy vans receiv'd him soft
From his uneasy ftation, and upbore
As on a floting couch through the blithe

air,

585 Then in a flow'ry valley set him down On a green bank, and led before him spread A table of celestial food, divine, Ambrosial fruits, fetch'd from the tree of life, And from the fount of life ambrosial drink, 590 That foon refreshd him wearied, and repair'd, What hunger, if ought hunger had impair’d, Or thirst; and as he fed, angelic quires Sung heav'nly anthems of his victory Over temptation, and the Tempter proud. 595

True Image of the Father, whether thron'd
In the bosom of bliss, and light of light
Conceiving, or remete from Heav'n, inshrin'd
In fleshly tabernacle, and human form,
Wand'ring the wilderness, whatever place, 600
Habit, or state, or motion, still expressing
The Son of God, with God - like force indued
Against th’attempter of thy Father's throne
And thief of Paradise; him long of old
Thou didst debel, and down from Heaven

cast
With all his army, now thou hast aveng'd
Supplanted Adam, and by vanquishing
Temptation, haft regain'd loft Paradise;
And frustrated the conquest fraudulent;

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never

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He more henceforth will dare set

foot In Paradise to tempt; his snares are 'broke: For though that seat of earthly bliss be failid, A fairer Paradise is founded now For Adam and his chosen fons, whom thou A Saviour art come down to re-install, 615 Where they shall dwell secure, when time

shall be, Of Tempter and temptation without fear. But thou, infernal Serpent, Challt not long Rule in the clouds; like an autumnal star Or linghtning thou shalt fall from Heav'n,

trod down 620 Under his feet: for proof, ere this thou

feel'st Thy wound, yet not thy last and deadliest

wouud, By this repulse receiv'd, and hold'st in Hell No 'triumph; in all her gates Abaddon, rues Thy bold attempt ; hereafter learn with

625 To dread the Son of God: hè all unarm’d Shall chace thee with the terror of his voice From thy demoniac holds, poffeffion foul, Thee and thy legions; yelling they shall fly, And beg to hide them in a herd of swine, 630 Left he command them down into thee deep Bound, and to torment sent' before their time.

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Hail Son of the most high, heir of both

worlds, Queller of Satan, on thy glorious work Now enter, and begin to save mankind. 635 Thus they the Son of God our Saviour

meek Sang victor, and from heav'nly feast refresh'd Brought on his way with joy; he unobserv'd Home to his mother's house private return'd.

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