V And this ethereal quintessence of Heav'n Flew upward, fpirited with various forms, That roll'd orbicular, and turn'd to stars, Numberless, as thou seeft, and how they With light from hence, tho' but reflected, fhines: That place is Earth, the feat of man, that light His day, which elfe as th' other hemifphere 725 Night would invade; but there the neighb'ring moon, So call that oppofite fair ftar, her aid With borrow'd light her countenance triform 730 Hence fills and empties, to enlighten th' earth, And in her pale dominion checks the night. That spot, to which I point is Paradise, Adam's abode, thofe lofty fhades his bower. Thy way thou canst not mifs, me mine re 1 Thus faid, he turn'd; and Satan bowing low, As to fuperior spirits wont in Heav'n, glects, Nor stay'd, till on Niphates top he lights. The End of the Third Book. O for that warning voice, which he who saw Th' Apocalyps heard cry in Heav'n aloud, Then when the Dragon, put to fecond rout, Came furious down to be reveng'd on men, Woe to th' inhabitans on earth! that now 5 While time was, our first parents had been warn'd The coming of their secret foe, and scap'd, Haply fo fcap'd his mortal fnare; for now Satan, now first inflam'd with rage, came down, 10 The tempter e're th' accufer of mankind, Now rolling boils in his tumultuous breaft, 15 His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom ftir The Hell within him; for within him hell 20 He brings, and round about him, nor from hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place: now confcience wakes despair That flumber'd, wakes the bitter memory be £5 Worfe; of worse deeds worse sufferings must enfue. Sometimes tow'rds Eden, which now in his view Lay pleasant, his griev'd look he fixes fad; Sometimes tow'rds Heav'n and the full blazing fun, Which now fat high in his meridian tow'r: 30 Then much revolving, thus in fighs began. O thou that with furpalling glory crown'd, Look'ft from thy fole dominion like the God Of this new world, at whofe fight all the stars Hide their diminifhed heads; to thee I call 35 But with no friendly voice, and add thy name O Sun! to tell thee how, I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what ftate I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere; に Ah wherefore! he deferv'd no such return 50 Would set me highest, and in a moment quit 55 Then happy; no unbounded hope had rais'd 60 Ambition. Yet why not?. fome other Power As great might have afpir'd, and me though mean Drawn to his part; but other Pow'rs as great Fell not, but ftand unfhaken, from within 1 |