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And chiefly Thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all temples th' upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for Thou know'lt; Thou from the

first Waft present, and with mighty wings out

Spread Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast Abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illuinine, what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may alfert eternal Providence,

25 And justify the ways of God to Men. Say first, for Heav'p hides nothing from

hy view, Nor the deep tract of Hell, say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents, in that happy state, Favor'd of Heav'n so highly, to fall off 30 From their creator, and transgress his will For one restraint, lords of the world besides? Who first seduc'd them to that foul revolt? Th' infernal Serpent! he it was, whose guile Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceiv'd 35 The mother of mankind, what time his pride Had cast him out from Heav'n, with all his hoft Of rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring, To set himself in glory above his peers, He trusted to have equal'd the most High, 40 If he oppos’d; and with ambitious aim Against the throne and monarchy of God

- Rais'd impious war in Heav'n and battel proud
With vain attempt. Him the almighty Power
Hurl'd headlong flaming from th'ethereal sky, 45
With hideous ruin and combustion, down
To bottomless perdition, there to dwell
In adamantinė chains and penal fire,
Who durst defie th’Omnipotent to arms. J&
Nine times the space that measures day and

night

50 To mortal men, with his horrid crew Lay vanquish’d, rolling in the fiery gulf, Confounded though immortal : But his doom Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the

thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain 55 Torments him; round he throws his baleful

eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay, Mix'd with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : At once, as far as angels ken, he views The disinal situation waste and wild ; 60 A dungeon horrible, on all fides round As one great furnace, flam'd, yed from thofe

flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover lights of woe; Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where

65 And ręst can never dwell; hope never comes

peace

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That conies to all; but torture without end
Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed
With ever-burning,fulphur unconsum'd :
Such place eternal Justice had prepar'd 70
For those rebellious; here their prison ordain'd,
In utter darkness, and their portion set
As far remov'd from God and light of Heav'n,
As from the centre thrice to th' utmost pole.
Ohow unlike the place from whence they

fell!

75 There the companions of his fall, o'erwhelm'd With floods and whirlwinds of tempestuous

fire, He soon discerns; and weltring by his fide One next himself in pow'r, and next in crime, Long after known in Palestine, and nam'd 80 Beëlzebub. To whom th' Arch-enemy. And thence in Heav'n call's Satan, with bold

words Breaking the horrid filence thus began. If thou beest He; But O how fall'n! how

(chang'd From him, who in the happy realms of light 85 Cloth'd with transcendent brightness didft

out-shine Myriads tho'bright! If he whom mutual league, United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise, Join'd with me once, now misery hath joind go

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In equal ruin! Into what pit thou feest
From what height fall'n, fo much the stronger

provid
He with his thunder: and till then who knew
The force of thofe dire arms? Yet not for those, jo
Nor what the potent victor in his rage 95
Can else inflict, do I repent or change,
Though chang'd in outward lustre, that fix'd

mind And high disdain from sense of injur'd merit, That with the Mightiest rais'd me to contend, And to the fierce contention brought along 100 Innumerable force of spirits arm’d, That durst dislike his reign, and me preferring. His utmost pow'r with adverse pow'r oppos’d In dubious battel on the plains of Heav'n, And shook his throne. What tho' the field be

lost?

105 All is not loft; th' unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield, And what is else not to be overcome; That glory never shall his wrath or might 110 Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace i With suppliant knee, and deify his pow'r, Who from the terror of this arm fo late Doubted his empire; that were low indeed, That were an ignominy and shame beneath 115 This downfall; since by fate the strength of Gods

And this empyreal substance cannot fail,
Since through experience of this great event
In arms not worse, in forelight much advanc'd,
We may with more successful hope resolve, 120
To wage by force or guile eternal war,
Irreconcileable to our grand foe,
Who now triumphs, and in th' excess of joy
Sole reigning holds the tyranny of heaven.
So spake th' apostate Angel, though in
pain,

125 Vaunting aloud, but rack'd with deep despair: And him thus answer'd soon his bold compeer.

O Prince, O chief of many throned Powers, That led th' imbattel'd Seraphim to war Under thy conduct, and in dreadful deeds 130 Fearless, endanger'd Heav'ns perpetual king, And put to proof his high supremacy, Whether upheld by strength, or chance, or fate; Too well I see and rue the dire event, 10, 11, 127 That with sad overthrow and foul defeat 135 Hath lost us Heav'n, and all this mighty hoft In horrible destruction laid thus low, As far as Gods and heav'nly ellences Can perish: for the mind and spirit remains Invincible, and vigor soon returns, 140 Though all our glory extinct, and happy state Here swallow'd up in endless misery. But what if he our conqu’ror, whom I now Of force believe almighty, since no less

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