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Eternize here on earth ; but those elect
Angels, contented with their fame in heaven, 375
Seek not the praise of men : the other sort,
In might tho' wondrous, and in acts of war,

Nor of renown less eager, yèt by doom
; Cancel'd from heaven and facred memory,

Nameless in dark oblivion let them dwell.
For strength from truth divided, and from just,
Illaudable, naught merits but difpraise
And ignominy; yet to glory' aspires,
Vain-glorious, and thro' infamy seeks fame :
Therefore eternal silence be their doom.

And now their mightiest quell'd, the battle swerv'd,
With many an inroad gord; deformed rout
Enter'd, and foul disorder; all the ground
With shiver'd armour Arown, and on a heap
Chariot and charioteer lay overturn'd,

And fiery foaming steeds; what stood, recoil'd
O'erwearied, thro' the faint Satanic host
Defensive scarce, or with pale fear surpris'd,
Then first with fear surpris'd, and sense of pain,
Fled ignominious, to such evil brought

By sin of disobedience, till that hour
Not liable to fear, or flight, or pain.
Far otherwise th'inviolable faints,
In cubic phalanx firm, adyanc'd entire,
Invulnerable, impenetrably arm'd;
Such high advantages their innocence
Gave them above their foes, not to have finn'd
Not to have disobey'd ; in fight they stood
Unwearied, unobnoxious to be paind

404 By wound, tho’ from their place by violence mov'd.

Now night her course began, and over heaven
Inducing darkness, grateful truce impos'd,
And silence on the odious din of war;


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Under her cloudy covert both retir'd,
Victor and vanquish’d. On the foughten field 410
Michaël and his angels prevalent
Incamping, plac'd in guard their watches round,
Cherubic waving fires : on th’ other part,
Satan with his rebellious disappear'd,
Far in the dark dislodge'd ; and void of relt, 415
His potentates to council call'd by night;
And in the midst thus undismay'd began,

O now in danger try'd, now known in arms
Not to be overpower'd, companions dear,
Found worthy not of liberty alone,

420 Too mean pretence, but what we more affect, Honour, dominion, glory, and renown; Who have fustain’d one day in doubtful fight, (And if one day, why not eternal days?) What heaven's Lord had powerfullest to send

425 Against us from about his throne, and judge'd Sufficient to subdue us to his will, But proves not so, then fallible, it seems, Of future we may deem him, tho' till now Omniscient thought. True 'tis, less firmly arm’d, 430 Some disadvantage we endur'd, and pain, Till now not known, but known as foon contemn'd; Since now we find this our empyreal form Incapable of mortal injury, Imperishable, and tho' pierc'd with wound, 435 Soon closing, and by native vigour heal'd. Of evil then so small as easy think The remedy ; perhaps more valid arms, Weapons more violent, when next we meet, May serve to better us, and worse our foes,

440 Or equal what between us made the odds, In nature none : if other hidden cause Left them fuperiour, while we can preserve


Uphurt our minds, and understanding found,
Due search and consultation will disclose. 445

He fat ; and in th' assembly next upstood
Nifroch, of principalities the prime ;
As one he stood escap'd from cruel fight,
Sore toil'd, his riven arms to havock hewn,
And cloudy in aspect, thus answ'ring fpake.

Deliverer from new lords, leader to free
Enjoyment of our right as gods; yet hard
For gods, and too unequal work we find,
Against unequal arms to fight in pain,
Against unpain'd, impallive; from which evil

45$ Ruin must needs ensue ; for what avails Valour or strength, tho' matchless, quell'd with pain Which all subdues, and makes remiss the hands Of mightiest? Sense of pleasure we may well Spare out of life perhaps, and not repine ; But live content, which is the calmest life; But pain is perfect mifery, the worst Of evils ; and excessive, overturns All patience. He who therefore can invent With what more forcible we may offend 465 Our yet unwounded enemies, or arm Ourselves with like defence, to me deserves No less than for deliverance what we owe.

Whereto with look compos'd Satan reply'd. Not uninvented that, which thou'aright 470 Believ'st fo main to our success, I bring. Which of us who beholds the bright surface Of this ethereous mould whereon we stand, This continent of spacious heaven, adorn'd With plant, fruit, flower ambrosial, gems and gold; Whose eye fo fuperficially surveys These things, as not to mind from whence they grow Deep under ground, materials dark and crude,




Of spiritous and fiery spume, till touch'd
With heaven's ray, and temper'd, they ihoot forth 480
So beauteous, op’ning to the ambient light?
These in their dark nativity the deep
Shall yield us, pregnant with infernal flame ; -
Which into hollow engines, long and round,
Thick-ramm’d, at th’other bore with touch of fire 485
Dilated and infuriate, fhall send forth
From far, with thund'ring noise, among our foes
Such implements of mischief, as fhall dash
To pieces, and o'erwhelm whatever stands
Adverse, that they shall fear we have disarm'd
The Thund'rer of his only dreaded bolt.
Nor long shall be our labour ; yet ere dawn,
Effect shall end our wifh. Meanwhile revive ;
Abandon fear; to strength and counsel join'd
Think nothing hard, much less to be despair’d. 495 x

He ended, and his words their drooping cheer
Enlighten’d, and their languish'd hope reviv’d.
Th’invention all admir'd, and each, how he
To be th' inventor miss'd; so easy' it seem'd
Once found, which yet unfound most would have
Impoflible. Yet haply of thy race [thought
In future days, if malice should abound,

Some one intent on mischief, or inspir’d.
With devi'lish machination, might devise:
Like instrument to plague the fons of men

For fin, on war and mutual flaughter bent.
Forthwith from council to the work they flew;
None arguing stood; innumerable hands
Were ready ; in a moment up they turn'd
Wide the celestial foil, and saw beneath
Th’originals of nature in their crude
Conception; fulphureous and nitrous foam
They found, they mingled, and, with subtle art,



Concocted and adulted they reduc'd
To blackest grain, and into store convey'd : 515
Part hidden veins digg'd up (nor hath this earth
Intrails unlike) of mineral and stone,
Whereof to found their engines and their balls
Of millive ruin ; part incentive reed
Provide, pernicious with one touch to fire.
So all ere day-spring, under conscious night,
Secret they finish’d, and in order set,
With filent circumspection unespy'd.

Now when fair morn orient in heaven appear’d, Up rose the victor angels, and to arms

525 The matin trumpet fung: in arms they stood Of golden panoply, refulgent hoft, Soon banded; others from the dawning hills Look'd round, and scouts each coast light-armed fcour, Each quarter, to descry the distant foe,

530 Where lodg’d, or whither fled, or if for fight, In motion or in halt: him soon they met Under spread enfigns moving nigh, in flow But firm battalion ; back with speediest fail Zophiel, of Cherubim the swiftest wing, 535 Came fly'ing, and, in mid air, aloud thus cry’d.

Arm, warriours ! arm for fight; the foe at hand, Whom fled we thought, will save us long pursuit This day ; fear not his fight; so thick a cloud He comes, and settled in his face I see Sad resolution, and secure : let each His adamantine coat gird well, and each Fit well his helm, gripe fast his orbid shield, Borne ev'n or high ; for this day will pour down, If I conjecture aught, no drizzling shower,

545 But rattling storm of arrows barb'd with fire.

So warn'd he them, aware themselves, and food In order, quit of all impediment;


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