Reaching beyond all limit, at one blow .. : 140 Unaided could have finish'd thee, and whelm'd Thy legions under darkness. But thou seest All are not of thy train; there be who faith Prefer, and piety to God, though then To thee not visible, when I alone Seem'd in thy world erroneous to dissent From all : my sect thou seest; now learn too late How few sometimes may know, when thousands err.'
“ Whom the grand foe, with scornful eye askance, Jer Thus answer'd. 'Ill for thee, but in wish'd hour Of my revenge, first sought for, thou return’st From flight, seditious angel, to receive Thy merited reward, the first assay Of this right hand provok’d, since first that tongue, Inspir'd with contradiction durst oppose A third part of the Gods, in synod met Their deities to assert, who, while they feel . . Vigour divine within them, can allow Omnipotence to none. But well thou com'st . . Before thy fellows, ambitious to win From me some plume, that thy, success may show Destruction to the rest : this pause between (Unanswer'd lest thou boast) to let thee know; At first I thought that Liberty and Heaven To heav'nly souls had been all one; but now I see that most through sloth had rather serve, Minist’ring Spi'rits, train'd up in feast and song; Such hast thou arm'd, the minstrelsy of Heaven, Servility with freedom to contend, As both their deeds compar'd this day shall prove.'
" To whom in brief thus Abdiel stern reply'd. Apostate, still thou err’st, nor end will find Of erring, from the path of truth remote: Unjustly thou deprav'st it with the name Of servitude, to serve whom God ordains, Or Nature; God and Nature bid the same,
When he who rules is worthiest, and excels : . Them whom he governs. This is servitude, To serve th' unwise, or him who hath rebell'a** Against his worthier, as thine now. serve thee,
180 Thyself not free, but to thyself inthrall’d; .. Yet lewdly dar’st our minist'ring upbraid. Consent torsiu; Reign thou in Hell, thy kingdom; let me serve In Heav'n God ever blest, and his divine , ; Behests obey, worthiest to be obey'd; . . 383 Yet chains in Hell, not realms expect: meanwhile From me return’d, as erst thou saidst, from ffight, . This greeting on thy impious crest receive.'
“ So say’ing, a noble stroke be lifted high, . . Which hung not, but so swift with tempest fel . 890 On the proud crest of Satan, that no sight, Nor motion of swift thought, less could his shield, Such ruin intercept: ten paces huge
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d i The rebel Thrones, but greater rage to see Thus foil'd their mightiest; ours joy fill’d, and shout, 200 Presage of victory, and fierce desire Of battle: whereat Michaël bid sound Th’ Archangel trumpet; through the vast of Heaven It sounded, and the faithful armies rung Hosannah to the High'est; nor stood at gaze The adverse legions, nor less hideous join'd The horrid shock. Now storming fury rose, And clamour such as heard in Heav'n till now Was never; arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels:
210 Of brazen chariots rag'd; dire was the noise, Of conflict; over head the dismal hiss
et Of fiery darts in flaming vollies flew,
And, flying, vaulted either host with fire. So under fiery, cope together rush'd Vood.
215 Both battles main, with ruinous assault And inextinguishable rage; all Heaven Resounded, and had Earth been then, all Earth Had to her centre shook. What wonder? when Millions of fierce encountering Angels fought
220 On either side, the least of whom could wield mapiga These elements, and arm him with the force Of all their regions : how much more of power Army' against army numberless to raise Dreadful combustion warring, and disturh, Though not destroy, their happy native seat; Had not th' eternal King omnipotent From his strong hold of Heav'n high over-rul'd And limited their might; though number'd such As each divided legion might have seem'd . A numerous host, in strength each armed hand A legion, led in fight, yet leader seem'd, Each warrior single as in chief, expert When to advance, or stand, or turn the "sway **** Of battle, open when, and when to close The ridges of grim war: no thought of flight, 110 None of retreat, no unbecoming deed That argued fear; each on himself rely'd, As only in his arm the moment lay Of victory, Deeds of eternal fame Were done, but infinite ; for wide was spread That war and various, sometimes on firm ground A standing fight, then, soaring on main wing, Tormented all the air; all air seem'd then Conflicting fire. Long time in even scale The battle hung; till Satan, who that day Prodigious pow'r had shown, and met in arms No equal, ranging through the dire attack Of fighting Seraphim confus'd, at length Saw where the sword of Michael smote, and felld 2.50 pct
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Squadrons at once; with huge two-handed sway, Brandish'd aloft, the horrid edge came down Wide wasting ; such destruction to withstand He hasted, and oppos’d the rocky orb Of tenfold adamant, his ample shield,
255 A vast circumference. At his approach The great Archangel from his warlike toil Surceas'd, and glad as hoping here to end Intestine war in Heav'n, th' arch-foe subdu'd, Or captive dragg’d in chains, with hostile frown,. 260 And visage all inflam’d, first thus began. “Author of evil, unknown till thy revolt,
What Unnam'd in Heav'n, now plenteous, as thou seest These acts of hateful strife, hateful to all, Though heaviest by just measure on thyself : 265 And thy adherents: how hast thou disturb’d Heav'n's blessed peace, and into nature brought Misery, uncreated till the crime Of thy rebellion ? how hast thou instill'd Thy malice into thousands, once upright And faithful, now prov'd false?' But think not here To trouble holy rest; Heav'n casts thee out From all her confines. Heav'n, the seat of bliss, Brooks not the works of violence and war: Hence then, and evil go with thee along, Thy offspring, to the place of evil, Hell, Thou and thy wicked crew; there mingle hroits, Ere this avenging sword begin thy doom, Or some more sudden vengeance wing'd from God Precipitate thee with augmented pain !
“So spake the prince of Angels; to whom thus The Adversary. "Nor think thou with wind Of airy threats to awe whom yet with deeds Thou canst not. Hast thou turn'd the least of these To flight, or if to fall, but that they rise
285 Unvanquish'd, easier to transact with me That thou shouldst hope, imperious, and with threats
To chase me hence? err not that so shall end The strife which thou call'st evil, but we style Tbe strife of glory; which we mean to win, Or turn this Heav'n itself into the Hell Thou fablest, here however to dwell free, If not to reign : meanwhile thy utmost force, And join him nam’d Almighty to thy aid, I fly not, but have sought thee far and nigh.'
.295 “ They ended parle, and both address’d for fight Unspeakable ; for who, though with the tongue Of Angels, can relate, or to what things Liken on earth conspicuous, that may lift Human imagination to such heiglit Of Godlike pow'r ? for likest God they seem'd. . Stood they or mov'd, in stature, motion, arms, Fit to decide the empire of great Heaven. Now wav'd their fiery swords, and in the air Made horrid circles; two broad suns their shields Blaz'd opposite, while expectation stood In horror; from each hand with speed retir’d, Where erst was thickest fight, th' angelic throng, And left large fields, unsafe within the wind Of such commotion; such as, to set forth . 310 Great things by small, if nature's concord broke, Among the constellations war were sprung, Two planes rushing from aspéct malign Of fiercest opposition in mid-sky Should combat, and their jarring spheres confound." Together both with next to almighty arm Uplifted imminent, one stroke they aim'd That might determine, and not need repeat, As not of pow'r at once ; nor odds appear'd In might or swift prevention : but the sword Of Michael, from the armoury of God, Was giv'n him temper'd so, that neither keen Nor solid might resist that edge : it met . The sword of Satan with steep force to smite
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