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Implacable, and many a dolorous groan
Long struggling underneath, ere they could wind
Out of such pris'n, tho' Sp’rits of purest light;
Purest at first, now gross by sinning grown.661
The rest in imitation to like arms
Betook them, and the neighb'ring hills uptore;
So hills amid the air encounter'd hills,
Hurl'd to and fro with jaculation dire, 665
That under ground they fought in dismal shade:
Infernal noise! War seem'd a civil

To this uproar: horrid confusion, heap'd
Upon confusion, rose: and now all Heav'n

gone to wrack, with ruin overspread, 670 Had not th' Almighty Father, where he sits Shrin'd in his sanctuary of Heav'n secure, Consulting on the sum of things, foreseen This tumult, and permitted all, advis'd : That his great purpose he might so fulfil, To honour his anointed Son aveng'd Upon his enemies, and to declare All pow'r on him transferr'd: whence to his Son Th’ Assessor of his throne, he thus began : Effulgence of

my glory, Son belov’d, 680 Son in whose face invisible is beheld Visibly what by Deity I am, And in whose hand what by decree I do, Second Omnipotence, two days are past,

684 Two days, as we compute the days of Heav'n, Since Michael and his Pow'rs went forth to tame These disobedient. Sore hath been their fight,


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As likeliest was, when two such foes met arm'd;
For to themselves I left them, and thou know'st
Equal in their creation they were form’d, 690
Save what sin hath impair'd, which yet bath

Insensibly, for I suspend their doom;
Whence in perpetual fight they needs must last
Endless, and no solution will be found.
War weary'd hath perform'd what war can do
And to disorder'd rage let loose the reins, 696
With mountains as with weapons arm’d, which

Wild work in Heav'n, and dang’rous to the main.
Two days are therefore past, the third is thine;
For thee I have ordain'd it, and thus far 700
Have suffer'd, that the glory may be thine
Of ending this great war, since none but Thou
Can end it. Into Thee such virtue' and grace
Immense I have transfus'd, that all may know
In Heav'n and Hell thy pow'r above compare ;
And this perverse commotion govern'd thus, 706
To manifest thee worthiest to be Heir
Of all things; to be Heir and to be King
By sacred unction, thy deserved right.
Go then, thou Mightiest in thy Father's might,
Ascend my chariot, guide the rapid wheels 711
That shake Heav'n's basis, bring forth all my war,
My bow and thunder ; my almighty arms

and sword upon thy puissant thigh ; Pursue these sons of darkness, drive them out 715

Gird on,

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From all Heav'n's bounds into the utter deep:
There let them learn, as likes them, to despise
God and Messiah his anointed King.
He said, and on his Son with


direct Shone full: he all his Father full express'd 720 Ineffably into his face receiv'd; And thus the filial Godhead answ'ring, spake:

O Father, 0. Supreme of heav'nly Thrones, First, Highest, Holiest, Best, thou always seek'st To glorify thy Son; I always thee,

725 As is most just; this I my glory' account, My exaltation, and


whole delight, That thou in me well pleas'd, declar’st thy will Fulfill'd; which to fulfil is all my

bliss. Sceptre and pow'r, thy giving, I assume, 730 And gladlier shall resign, when in the end Thou shalt be All in All, and I in thee For ever, and in me all whom thou lov'st. But whom thou hat'st, I hate, and can put on Thy terrors, as I put thy mildness on, 735 Image of thee in all things; and shall soon, Arm'd with thy might, rid Heav'n of these re

bell’d, To their prepar'd ill mansion driven down, To chains of darkness, and th' undying worm, That from thy just obedience could revolt, 740 Whom to obey is happiness entire. Then shall thy Saints unmix'd, and from th?

impure Far separate, circling thy holy mount, Unfeigned Halleluiahs to thee sing,

Hymns of high praise; and I among them Chief.

So said, he o'er his sceptre bowing, rose". 746 From the right hand of glory where he sat ; And the third sacred morn began to shine, Dawning through Heav'n.

Forth rush'd with whirlwind sound The chariot of paternal Deity,

750 Flashing thick flames, wheel within wheel un

drawn, Itself instinct with Spirit, but convoy'd By four Cherubic shapes : four faces each Had wondrous.; as with stars their bodies all And wings were set with eyes, with eyes the wheels

755 Of beryl, and careering fires between; Over their heads a crystal firmament, Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with

pure Amber and colours of the show'ry arch. He in celestial panoply all arm'd

760 Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought; Ascended. At his right hand victory Sat eagle-wing'd; beside him hung his bow And quiver with three-bolted thunder stor’d; And from about him fierce effusion roll'd

765 Of smoke and bick’ring flame and sparkles dire. Attended with ten thousand thousand Saints, He onward came; far off his coming shone ; And twenty thousand (I their number heard) Chariots of God, half on each hand were seen. He on the wings of Cherub rode sublime 77

On the crystalline sky, in sapphire thron’d,
Illustrious far and wide, but by his own
First seen ; them unexpected joy surpriz’d,
When the great ensign of Messiah blaz'd

775 Aloft, by Angels borne, his sign in Heav'n; Under whose conduct Michael soon reduc'd His army

circumfus'd on either wing, Under their Head embody'd all in one. Before him pow'r divine his way prepar’d: 780 At his command th' uprooted hills retir'd Each to his place; they heard his voice, and went Obsequious ; Heav’n his wonted face renew'd, And with fresh flow'rets hill and valley smild. This saw his hapless foes, but stood obdur'd, 785 And to rebellious fight rally'd their Pow'rs Insensate, hope conceiving from despair. In heav'nly Sp’rits could such perverseness dwell? But to convince the proud what signs avail, Or wonders move th' obdurate to relent?

790 They, harden'd more by what might most re

Grieving to see his glory, at the sight
Took envy; and aspiring to his height,
Stood re-embattled fierce, by force or fraud
Weening to prosper,

and at length prevail 795
Against God and Messiah, or to fall
In universal ruin last; and now
To final battle drew, disdaining flight,
Or faint retreat; when the great Son of God
To all his host on either hand thus spake : 800

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