Above all names in Heaven; and thence shall come When this world's dissolution shall be ripe,

With glory and power, to judge both quick and dead;

To judge the unfaithful dead, but to reward.

His faithful, and receive them into bliss,
Whether in heaven or earth; for then the earth
Shall all be Paradise, far happier place

Than this of Eden, and far happier days.

So spake the Archangel Michael; then paused.
As at the world's great period; and our sire,
Replete with joy and wonder, thus replied;.

O Goodness infinite, Goodness immense.!
That all this good of evil shall produce,
And evil turn to good; more wonderful
Than that which by creation first brought forth
Light out of darkness! Full of doubt I stand,
Whether I should repent me now of sin

By me done, and occasioned, or rejoice

Much more, that much more good thereof shall spring;
To God more glory, more good-will to men
From God, and over wrath grace shall abound.
But say, if our Deliverer up to Heaven

Must reascend, what must betide the few,

His faithful, among the unfaithful herd,

The enemies of truth? Who, then, shall guide
His people who defend? Will they not deal
Worse with his followers than with Him they dealt?

Be sure they will, said the Angel; but from Heaven.

He to His own a Comforter will send,

The promise of the Father, who shall dwell

His Spirit within them; and the law of faith,

Working through love, upon their hearts shall write,

To guide them in all truth, and also arm

With spiritual armor able to resist

Satan's assaults, and quench his fiery darts;

What man can do against them, not afraid,

Though to the death; against such cruelties
With inward consolations recompensed,
And oft supported so as shall amaze
Their proudest persecutors; for the Spirit,
Poured first on his apostles, whom he sends
To evangelize the nations, then on all
Baptized, shall them with wondrous gifts endue
To speak all tongues, and do all miracles,

As did their Lord before them. Thus they win
Great numbers of each nation to receive

With joy the tidings brought from Heaven: at length,
Their ministry performed, and race well run,

Their doctrine and their story written left,

They die; but in their room, as they forewarn,

Wolves shall succeed for teachers, grievous wolves,

Who all the sacred mysteries of Heaven
To their own vile advantages shall turn,
Of lucre and ambition, and the truth
With superstitions and traditions taint,
Left only in those written records pure,
Though not but by the Spirit understood.

Then shall they seek to avail themselves of names,
Places, and titles, and with these to join
Secular power, though feigning still to act
By spiritual, to themselves appropriating
The Spirit of God, promised alike, and given
To all believers; and from that pretense,
Spiritual laws by carnal power shall force
On every conscience; laws which none shall find
Left them enrolled, or what the spirit within
Shall on the heart engrave. What will they, then,
But force the Spirit of Grace itself, and bind
His consort Liberty? What but unbuild
His living temples, built by faith to stand,
Their own faith, not another's? For, on earth,
Who against faith and conscience can be heard

Infallible? Yet many will presume:
Whence heavy persecution shall arise
On all who in the worship persevere

Of spirit and truth; the rest, far greater part,
Will deem in outward rites and specious forms
Religion satisfied; truth shall retire

Bestuck with slanderous darts, and works of faith
Rarely be found. So shall the world go on,
To good malignant, to bad men benign,
Under her own weight groaning, till the day
Appear of respiration to the just,

And vengeance to the wicked, at return

Of Him so lately promised to thy aid,

The woman's Seed; obscurely then foretold,
Now ampler known thy Saviour and thy Lord;
Last, in the clouds, from Heaven, to be revealed
In glory of the Father, to dissolve
Satan with his perverted world; then raise
From the conflagrant mass, purged and refined,
New Heavens, new Earth, ages of endless date,
Founded in righteousness, and peace, and love,
To bring forth fruits, joy and eternal bliss.

He ended; and thus Adam last replied: How soon hath thy prediction, Seer blest, Measured this transient world, the race of time, Till time stand fixed! Beyond is all abyss, Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.

Greatly instructed I shall hence depart;
Greatly in peace of thought; and have my fill
Of knowledge, what this vessel can contain;
Beyond which was my folly to aspire.
Henceforth I learn, that to obey is best,
And love, with fear, the only God; to walk
As in his presence, ever to observe
His providence, and on Him sole depend,
Merciful over all his works, with good

Still overcoming evil, and by small

Accomplishing great things; by things deemed weak Subverting worldly strong, and worldly wise

By simply meek; that suffering for truth's sake

Is fortitude to highest victory;

And, to the faithful, death the gate of life;
Taught this by his example, whom I now
Acknowledge my Redeemer ever blest.

To whom thus also the Angel last replied: This having learned, thou hast attained the sum Of wisdom; hope no higher, though all the stars Thou knewest by name, and all the ethereal powers, All secrets of the Deep, all Nature's works, Or works of God in heaven, air, earth, or sea, And all the riches of this world enjoyedst, And all the rule, one empire. Only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come called charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess

A paradise within thee, happier far.

Let us descend now, therefore, from this top
Of speculation; for the hour precise
Exacts our parting hence. And see! the guards,
By me encamped on yonder hill, expect
Their motion, at whose front a flaming sword,
In signal of remove, waves fiercely round.
We may no longer stay: go, waken Eve;
Her also I with gentle dreams have calmed,
Portending good, and all her spirits composed
To meek submission; thou, at season fit,
Let her with thee partake what thou hast heard,
Chiefly what may concern her faith to know,
The great deliverance by her seed to come —
For by the Woman's seed-on all mankind;

That ye may live, which will be many days,

Both in one faith unanimous, though sad,

With cause, for evils past, yet much more cheered
With meditation on the happy end.

He ended, and they both descend the hill.
Descended, Adam to the bower, where Eve
Lay sleeping, ran before, but found her waked ;
And thus with words not sad she him received:

Whence thou return'st, and whither went'st, I know;
For God is also in sleep; and dreams advise,
Which He hath sent propitious, some great good
Presaging, since, with sorrow and heart's distress
Wearied, I fell asleep. But now lead on,

In me is no delay; with thee to go,

Is to stay here; without thee here to stay,
Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me
Art all things under Heaven. all places thou,
Who for my willful crime art banished hence.
This further consolation yet secure

I carry hence; though all by me is lost,
Such favor I, unworthy, am vouchsafed,

By me the Promised Seed shall all restore.

So spake our mother Eve; and Adam heard,
Well pleased, but answered not; for now, too nigh
The Archangel stood; and from the other hill

To their fixed station, all in bright array,
The Cherubim descended, on the ground
Gliding meteorus, as evening mist,

Risen from a river, o'er the marish glides,
And gathers ground fast at the laborer's heel,
Homeward returning. High in front advanced,
The brandished sword of God before them blazed,
Fierce as a comet; which, with torrid heat,
And vapor as the Lybian air adust,
Began to parch that temperate clime; whereat
In either hand the hastening Angel caught