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PARADISE LOST.

BOOK II.

ARGUMENT.

The consultation begun, Satan debates whether another

battle he to be hazarded for the recovery of Heaven : some advise it, others dissuade. A third proposal is preferred, mentioned before by Satan, to search the truth of that prophecy or tradition in Heaven concerning another world, and another kind of creature, equal, or not much inferior, to themselves, about this time to be created. Their doubt who shall be sent on this difficult search. Satan, their chief, undertakes alone the voyage ; is honoured and applauded. The council thus ended, the rest betake them several ways, and to several employments, as their inclinations lead them, to entertain the time till Satan return. He passes on his journey to Hell gates; finds them shut, and who sat there to guard them ; by whom at length they are opened, and discover to him the gulf between Hell and Heaven : with what difficulty he passes through, directed by Chaos, the power of that place, to the sight of this new world which he sought.

PARADISE LOST.

BOOK II.

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HIGH on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous east with richest hand
Show'rs on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat, by merit rais'd
To that bad eminence, and, from despair
Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires
Beyond thus high, insatiate to pursue
Vain war with Heav'n, and by success untaught,
His proud imaginations thus display'd.

“ Pow'rs and Dominions. Deities of Heav'n !
For since no deep within her gulf can hold
Immortal vigour, though oppress’d and fall'n,
I give not Heav'n for lost. From this descent
Celestial virtues rising, will appear
More glorious and more dread than from no fall, .
And trust themselves to fear no second fate.
Me, though just right, and the fix'd laws of Heaven
Did first create your leader, next free choice,
With what besides, in council or in fight,
Hath been atchiev'd of merit, yet this loss,
Thus far at least recover'd, hath much more
Establish'd in a safe unenvied throne,
Yielded with full consent. The happier state
In Heav'n, which follows dignity, might draw
Envy from each inferior ; but who here
Will envy whom the lrighest place exposes

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Foremost to stand against the Thund'rer's aim
Your bulwark, and condemns to greatest share
Of endless pain? Where there is then no good

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For which to strive, no strife can grow up there ' n
From faction ; for none sure will claim in Hell
Precedence ; none, whose portion is so small
Of present pain, that with ambitious mind
Will covet more. With this advantage then
To union, and firm faith and firm accord,
More than can be in Heav'n, we now return
To claim our just inheritance of old,
Surer to prosper than prosperity
Could have assur'd us; and by what best way,
Whether of open war or covert guile,
We now debate ; who can advise may speak.”

He ceas’d; and next him Moloch, scepter'd king,
Stood up; the strongest and the fiercest Spirit
That fought in Heav'n, now fiercer by despair,
His trust was with th' Eternal to be deem'd
Equal in strength, and rather than be less
Car'd not to be at all : with that care lost
Went all his fear ; of God, or Hell, or worse,
He reck'd not, and these words thereafter spake.

"My sentence is for open war : of wiles, la
More unexpert, I boast not ; them let those
Contrive who need, or when they need, not now. ?. ?
For while they sit contriving, shall the rest,
Millions that stand in arms, and longing wait
The signal to ascend, sit ling’ring here
Heav'n's fugitives, and for their dyyelling-place
Accept this dark opprobrious den of shame,
The prison of his tyranny who reigns
By our delay ? No, let us rather choose,
Arm’d with Hell-flames and fury, all at once
O'er Heav'n's high tow’rs to force resistless way,
Turning our tortures into horrid arms
Against the Torturer ; when to meet the noise

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Of his almighty engine he shall hear
Infernal thunder, and for lightning see
Black fire and horror shot with equal rage
Among bis Angels, and his throne itself
Mix'd with Tartarean sulphur, and strange fire,
His own invented torments. But perhaps
The way seems difficult and steep, to scale
With upright wing against a higher foe.
Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench
Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, WALL -
That in our proper motion we ascend B 75
Up to our native seat: descent and fall
To us is adverse. Who but felt of late,
When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear,
Insulting, and pursued us through the deep,
With what compulsion and laborious flight

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We sunk thus low? Th' ascent is easy then ;
Th’event is fear’d; should we again provoke
Our stronger, some worse way his wrath may find
To our destruction, if there be in Hell
Fear to be worse destroy'd : what can be worse 85
Than to dwell here, driv'n out from bliss, condemn'd ,
In this abhorred deep to utter woe;
Where pain of unextinguishable fire
Must exercise us without hope of end
The vassals of his anger, when the scourge
Inexorably, and the torturing hour,
Calls us to penance ? More destroy'd than thus,
We should be quite abolish'd, and expire.
What fear we then? what doubt we to incense
His utmost ire? which, to the height enrag'd,
Will either quite consume us, and reduce
To nothing this essential, happier far
Than miserable, to have eternal being :
Or, if our suhstance be indeed divine,
And cannot cease to be, we are at worst
On this side nothing; and by proof we feel

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