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Disparted Chaos over built exclaim'd,
And with rebounding surge the bars assail'd,
That scorn’d his indignation: through the gate,
Wide open and unguarded, Satan pass'd,
And all about found desolate; for those
Appointed to sit there had left their charge,
Flown to the upper world, the rest were all
Far to th’inland retir'd about the walls
Of Pandemonium, city and proud seat
Of Lucifer, so by allusion callà,
of that bright star to Satan paragon'd.
There kept their watch the legions, while the grand
In council sat, solicitous what chance
Might intercept their emp'ror sent; so he
Departing gave command, and they observ'd.
As when the Tartar from his Russian foe,
By Astracan, over the snowy plains
Retires ; or Bactrian Sophi from the horns
of Turkish crescent, leaves all waste beyond
The realm of Aladule, in his retreat
To Tauris or Casbeen; so these, the late
Heav'n-banislid host, left desert utmost he'll
Many a dark league, reduc'd in careful watch
Round their metropolis, and now expecting
Each hour their great advent'rer from the search
of foreign worlds. He through the midst unmark'd,
In show plebeian Angel militant
Of lowest order pass'd; and from the door
Of that Plutonian hall, invisible
Ascended his high throne, which under state
of richest texture spread, at th' upper end
Was plac’d'in regallustre. Down awhile
He sat, and round about him saw unseen:
At last, as from a cloud, Iris fulgent head
And shape star bright appear’d, or brighter, clad
With what permissive glory since his fall
Was left him, or false glitter. All amaz'd
At that so sudden blaze the Stygian throng
Beat their aspect; and whom they wish'd beheld

Their mighly chief return'd: loud was th’acclaim : Forth rush'd in haste the great consulting peers, Rais'd from their dark divan, and with like joy Congratulant approach'd him, who with hand Silence, and with these words attention won :

Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powrs, For, in possessioni such, not only of right I call ye and declare ye now, return'd Successful beyond hope, to lead ye forth Triumphant out of this infernal pit Abominable, accurs'd, the house of woe, And dungeon of our tyrant; now possess, As lords, a spacious world, to our native heav'n Little inferior, by my adventure hard With peril great atchiev'd. Long were to tell What I have done, what suffer'd, with what pain Voyag'd th’unreal, vast, unbounded deep Of horrible confusion, over which By Sin and Death a broad way now is pavd To expedite your glorious march; but I Toil'd out my uncouth passage, forc'd to ride Th’untractable abyss, plung'd in the womb Of unoriginal Night and Chaos wild, That, jealous of their secrets, fiercely oppos'd My journey strange, with clamorous uproar Protesting fate supreme; thence how I found The new-created world, which same in heav'n Long had foretold, a fabric wonderful Of absolute perfection, therein man Plac'd in a Paradise, by our exile Made happy: him by fraud I have seduc'd From his Creator, and the more to increase Your wonder, with an apple; he thereat Offended, worth your laughter, hath giv'n up Joth his beloved man and all his world, o Sin and Death a prey, and so to us, Vithout our hazard, labour, or aların, 'o range in, and to dwell, and over man o rule, as over all he should have ruld.

True is, me also he hath judgd, or rather
Me not, but the brute serpent, in whose shape
Man I deceiv'd; that which to me belongs,
Is enmity, which he will put between
Me and mankind: I ain to bruise his hoel;
Ilis sced, when is not set, shall bruise my head:
A world who would not purchase with a bruise,
Or much more grievous pain? Ye have th’account
of my performance: what remains, ye gods,
But up, and enter now into full bliss?

So having said, awhile he stood, expecting
Their universal shout and high applause
To fill his ear; when contrary, he hears
On all sides, from innumerable tongues,
A disinal universal hiss, the sound
Of public scorn; he wonder'd, but not long
Hlad leisure, wond'ring at himself now more;
Ilis visage drawn he felt 10 sharp and spare,
His arms clung to his ribs, his legs intwining
Each other, till suppiautod down he fell
A monstrous serpent on his belly prone,
Reluctant;. but in vain, a greater pow'r
Now rul'd him, punish’ the shape he siood
According to his doom: he would have spoke,
But hiss for hiss return'd with forked tongue
To forked tongue; for now were all transform'd
Alike, to serpents all, as accessories
To his bold riot; dreadful was the din
Of hissing through the hall, thick swarming now
With complicated monsters head and tail;
Scorpion and Asp, and Amphisbean dire,
Cerastes horn'd, Hydras, and Elops drear,
And Dipsas, (not so thick swarm’d once the soil
Bedropt with blood of Gorgon, or the isle
Ophiusa :) but still greatest he the inidst,
Now dragon grown, larger than whom the sun
Ingender'd in the Pythian vale on slime.
Iluge Python, and his pow'r no less he seem'd
Above the rest still to retain: they all

Him follow'd issuing forth to th' open field,
Where all yet left of that revolted rout
TIeav'n falln, in station stood or just array,
Sublime with expectation when to sce
In triumph issuing forth their glorious chief:
They saw, but other sight instead, a crowd
Of ugly serpents: horror on them fell,
And horrid sympathy; for what they saw,
l'hey felt themselves now changing; down theirarms,
Down fell both spear and shield, down they as fast,
And the dire hiss renew'd, and the dire forin
Catch'd by contagion; like in punishment,
As in their crime. Thus was th' applause they meant,
Turn'd to exploding hiss, triumph to shame,
Cast on themselves from their own mouths. There

A grove hard by, sprung up with this their change,
His will who reigns above, to aggravate
Their penance, laden with fair fruit, like that
Which grew in Paradise, the bait of Eve
Usd by the tempter, on that prospect strange
Their earnest eyes they fix’d, imagining
For one forbidden tree a multitude
Now ris'n, to work them further woe or shame;
Yet parch'd with scalding thirst and hunger fierce,
Though to delude them sent, could not abstain;
But on they roll'd in heaps, and up the trees
Climbing, sat thieker than the snaky locks
That curld Megæra: greedily they pluck'd
The fruitage fair to sight, like that which grew
Near that bituminous lake where Sodom flam'd :
This more delusive, not the touch, but taste
Deceiy'd; they fondly thinking to allay
Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit
Chew'd bitter ashes, which the offended taste
With spattering noise rejected: oft they assay'd
Hunger and thirst constraining, drug'd as oft
With hatefullest disrelish writh'd their jaws
Wiib soot and cinders fill'd: so oft tney fell

Into the same illusion, not as man
Whom they triumph'd once laps'd. Thus were they

And worn with famine, long and ceaseless hiss,
Till their lost shape, permitted, they resum'd;
Yearly injoin'd, some say, to undergo
This annual humbling certain number'd days,
To dash their pride, and joy for man seduc'd.
However, some tradition they dispers'd
Among the Heathen of their purchase got,
And fabled how the serpent, whom they callid
Ophion with Eurynome, the w de
Encroaching Eve perhaps, had first the rule
of high Olympus, thence by Satan driv'n
And Opes, ere yet Dictæan Jove was born,

Meanwhile in Paradise the hellish pair
Too soon arriv'd, Sin there in power before,
Once actual, now in body, and to dwell
Habitual habitant; behind her Death
Close following, pace for pace, not inounted yet
On his pale horse: to whom sin thus began :

Second of Satan sprung, all-conqu’ring Death,
What think'st thou of our empire now, though earn'd
With travel difficult, not better far
Than still at hell's dark threshold to have sat watch
Unnam'd, undreaded, and thyself half-starv'd?

Whom thus the Sin-born monster answer'd soon: To me, who with eternal famine pine, Alike is hell, or Paradise, or Heav'n, There best, where inost with ravin I may meet; Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems To stuff this maw, this vast unhide-bound corps.

To whom th’incestuous mother thus reply'd: Thou therefore on these herbs, and fruits, and flow'rs Feed first, on each beast next, and fish, and fowl, No homely morsels; and what other thing The scythe of Time mows down, devour unspard;. Till I in man residing, through the race,

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