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Made head against heav'n's King, though overthrown
I saw and heard, for such a numi’rous host
Fled not in silence through the frighted deep
With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded : and heav'n's gates
Pour'd out by millions her victorious bands
Pursuing. I upon my frontiers here
Keep residence, if all I can will serve
That little which is left so to defend,
Encroach'd on still through your intestine broils
Weak’ning the scepire of old Night : first hell
Your dungeon stretching far and wide beneath;
Now lately heav'n and earth another world,
Hung o'er my realm, link'd in a golden chain
To that side heav'n from whence your legions fel
If that way be your walk, you have not far ;
So much the nearer danger; go and speed;
Havoc and spoil and ruin are my gain.

He ceas'd; and Satan stay'd not to reply,
But glad that now his sea should find a shore,
With fresh alacrity and force renew'd
Springs upward like a pyramid of fire
Into the wild expanse, and through the shock
Of fighting elements, on all sides round
Environ'd wins his way: harder beset
And more endanger’d, that when Argo pass'd
Through Bosporus betwixt the justling rocks ·
Or when Ulysses on the larboard shunn'd
Charybdis, and by th’ other whirlpool steerd.
So he with difficulty and labour hard
Moved on, with difficulty and labour he ;
But he once past, soon after when man fell,
Strange alteration ! Sin and Death ama.n
Following his track, such was the will of heav'ni

Pay'd after hiin a broad and beaten way • Over the dark abyss, whose boiling gulf

Tarnely endur'd a bridge of wond'rous length From hell continu'd reaching th' utmost orb of this frail world ; by which the spirits perveras

W ih easy intercourse pass to and fro
To tempt or punish mortals, except whom
God and good angels guard by special grace.
But now at last the sacred influence
Of light appears, and from the walls of heav'n
Shoots far into the bosom of dim night
A glimmering dawn; here Nature first begins
Her farthest verge, and Chaos to retire
As from her outmost works a broken foe
With tumult less, and with less hostile din,
That Satan with less toil, and now with ease
Wafts on the calmer wave by dubious light,
And like a weather-beaten vessel holds
Gladly the pori, though shrouds and tackie torn :
Or in the emplier waste, resembling air,
Weighs nis spread wings, al leisure to behold
Far off th' empyreal heav'n, extended wide
In circuit, undetermind square or round,
With opal tow'rs and battlements adorn'd
Of living sapphire, once his native seat;
And fast by, hanging in a golden chain
This pendent world, in bigness as a star
Oi smallest magnitude close by the moon.
Thither full fraught with mischievous revenge
Accurs'd, and in a cursed hour he hies.

THE END OF THE SECOND BOOX.

THE

THIRD BOOK

Of

PARADISE LOST.

THE ARGUMENT.

Son sitting on his throne sees Satan flying towards this worlu, trien

newly created; shows hiin to the Son who sat at his right band: foretells the success of Sitan in perverting maukind; clears his own justice and wisdom from all imuntation, havine creace:i Man free and able enough to have witn-iood his tempter; vel vieciares his purpose of grace towards bine, in regard he fell not of his own malice, as did Satan, but by him seduced. The Son of God ren ders praises to his father for the manifestation of his graciocis purpose towards Man; but God again declares, that grace cannot be extended towards Man without the satisfaction of divine justice; Man hath offended the majesty of God by aspiring to godhead, and, therefore, with all his progeny devoted to death must die, unless some one can be found sufficient to answer for his offence, and undergo his punishment. The Son of God freely offers himself a ransom for Man: the Father accepts him ordains his incarnation, pronounces his exaltation above all names in Heaven and Earth; cominands all the Angels to adore nim; they obey, and hymning to their harps in full choir, celebrate the Father and the Son. Meanwhile Satan alights upon the bare convex of this world's outermost orb; where wundering, he first finds a place, since called the Limbo of Vanity; what persons and things fly up thither; thence comes to the gate of Heaven, described ascending by stairs, and the waters above the firmument that flow about it ; his passage thence to the orb of the sun; he finds there Uriel, the regent of that orb, but first chan ges himself into the shape of a meaner Angel; and pretending a zealous desire to behold the new creation and Man whom God had placed here, inquires of hiun the place of his habitation, and 18 diiected · alights first on mount Niphates.

PARADISE LOST..

BOOK III.

Hail holy Light, offspring of heav'n, first-born,
Or of th' Eternal co-eternal beam;
May I express thee unblam'd ? since God is iighl
And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,
Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream,
Whose fountain who shall tell ? before the sun,
Before the heav'ns thou wert, and ai the voice
or God, as with a mantle didst invest
The rising world of waters dark and deep,
Won from the void and formless infinite.
Thee I revisit now with bolder wing,
Escap'd the Stygian pool, though long detain'd
In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight
Through utter and through middle darkness borne
With other rotes than to th' Orphean lyre
lösung of Cl aos and eternal Night,
Taught by the heav'nly Muse to venture down
The dark descent, and up to re-ascend,
Though hard and rare . thee I revisit safe,
And feel thy sov'reign vital lamp ; but thou
Revisjt'st not these eyes, that roll in vain
To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn;
So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs
Or diin suffusion veild. Yet not the more

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