From what high state of bliss, into what woe! To whom our great progenitor. Thy words Attentive, and with more delighted ear,
Divine instructor, I have heard, than when Cherubick songs by night from neighbouring hills Aereal musick send: Nor knew I not
To be both will and deed created free ; Yet that we never shall forget to love Our Maker, and obey him whose command Single is yet so just, my constant thoughts
Assur'd me, and still assure: Though what thou tell'st Hath pass'd in Heaven, some doubt within me move, But more desire to hear, if thou consent,
The full relation, which must needs be strange, Worthy of sacred silence to be heard;
And we have yet large day, for scarce the sun Hath finish'd half his journey, and scarce begins His other half in the great zone of Heaven. Thus Adam made request; and Raphaël After short pause assenting, thus began.
High matter thou injoin'st me, O prime of men, Sad task and hard: For how shall I relate
To human sense the invisible exploits
Of warring Spirits? how, without remorse, The ruin of so many glorious once
And perfect while they stood? how last unfold The secrets of another world, perhaps
Not lawful to reveal? yet for thy good
This is dispens'd; and what surmounts the reach Of human sense, I shall delineate so,
By likening spiritual to corporal forms,
As many express them best; though what if Earth Be but the shadow of Heaven, and things therein Each to other like, more than on earth is thought? As yet this world was not, and Chaos wild Reign'd where these Heav'ns now roll, where Earth
Upon her center pois'd; when on a day (For time, though in eternity, applied To motion, measures all things durable
By present, past, and future,) on such day
As Heaven's great year brings forth, the empyreal host
Of Angels by imperial summons call'd, Innumerable before the Almighty's throne Forthwith, from all the ends of Heaven, appear'd Under their Hierarchs in orders bright; Then thousand thousand ensigns high advanc'd, Standards and gonfalons 'twixt van and rear Stream in the air, and for distinction serve Of hierarchies, of orders, and degrees; Or in their glittering tissues bear imblaz'd Holy memorials, acts of zeal and love Recorded eminent. Thus when in orbs Of circuit inexpressible they stood, Orb within orb, the Father Infinite,
By whom in bliss imbosom'd sat the Son, Amidst as from a flaming mount, whose top Brightness had made invisible, thus spake. Hear, all ye Angels, progeny of light
Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers, Hear my decree, which unrevok'd shall stand. This day I have begot whom I declare
My only Son, and on this holy hill
Him have anointed, whom ye now behold At my right hand; your head I him appoint; And by myself have sworn, to him shall bow All knees in Heaven, and shall confess him Lord: Under his great vice-gerent reign abide United, as one individual soul,
For ever happy: Him who disobeys, Me disobeys, breaks union, and that day Cast out from God and blessed vision, falls Into utter darkness, deep ingulf'd, his place Ordain'd without redemption, without end.
So spake the Omnipotent, and with his words All seem'd well pleas'd; all seem'd, but were not all. That day, as other solemn days, they spent
song and dance about the sacred hill Mystical dance, which yonder starry sphere Of planets, and of fix'd, in all her wheels Resembles nearest, mazes intricate,
Eccentrick, intervolv'd, yet regular
Then most, when most irregular they seem;
And in their motions harmony divine
So smooths her charming tones, that God's own ear Listens delighted. Evening now approach'd, (For we have also our evening and our morn, We ours for change delectable, not need ;) Forthwith from dance to sweet repast they turn Desirous; all in circles as they stood, Tables are set, and on a sudden pil'd With angels food, and rubied nectar flows In pearl, in diamond, and massy gold,
Fruit of delicious vines, the growth of Heaven. On flowers repos'd, and with fresh flow'rets crown'd, They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy, secure
Of surfeit, where full measure only bounds Excess, before the all-bounteous King, who shower'd With copious hand, rejoicing in their joy.
Now when ambrosial night with clouds exhal'd From that high mount of God, whence light and shade
Spring both, the face of brightest Heaven had chang'd To grateful twilight, (for night comes not there In darker veil,) and roseat dews dispos'd All but the unsleeping eyes of God to rest; Wide over all the plain, and wider far Than all this globus earth in plain outspread (Such are the courts of God) the angelick throng, Dispers'd in bands and files, their camp extend
By living streams among the trees of life, Pavilions numberless, and sudden rear'd
Celestial tabernacles, where they slept
Fann'd with cool winds; save those, who, in their
Melodious hymns about the sovran throne Alternate all night long; but not so wak'd Satan; so call him now, his former name Is heard no more in Heaven; he of the first, If not the first Arch-Angel, great in power, In favour and pre-eminence, yet fraught Contemptuous; and his next subordinate Awakening, thus to him in secret spake.
Sleep'st thou, Companion dear? What sleep can
Thy eye-lids? and remember'st what decree Of yesterday, so late hath pass'd the lips
Of Heaven's Almighty. Thou to me thy thoughts Wast wont, I mine to thee was wont to impart ; Both waking we were one; how then can now Thy sleep dissent? New laws thou seest impos'd; New laws from him who reigns, new minds may In us who serve, new counsels, to debate What doubtful may ensue: More in this place To utter is not safe. Assemble thou
Of all those myriads which we lead the chief; Tell them, that by command, ere yet dim night Her shadowy cloud withdraws, I am to haste,
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