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PARADISE LOST.

BOOK VI.

ALL night the dreadless Angel unpursued,
Through Heaven's wide champaign held his way; till morn,
Waked by the circling hours, with rosy hand

Unbarr'd the gates of light. There is a cave
Within the mount of God, fast by his throne,

Where light and darkness in perpetual round

Lodge and dislodge by turns, which makes through Heaven
Grateful vicissitudes, like day and night;

Light issues forth, and at the other door
Obsequious darkness enters, till her hour

To veil the Heaven, though darkness there might well
Seem twilight here. And now went forth the morn
Such as in highest Heaven array'd in gold
Empyreal; from before her vanish'd night,
Shot through with orient beams, when all the plain
Cover'd with thick embattled squadrons bright,
Chariots, and flaming arms, and fiery steeds,
Reflecting blaze on blaze, first met his view :
War he perceived, war in procinct; and found
Already known what he for news had thought
To have reported: Gladly then he mix'd
Among those frendly powers, who him received
With joy and acclamations loud, that one,
That of so many myriads fallen, yet one
Return'd not lost. On to the sacred hill
They led him high applauded, and present
Before the seat supreme; from whence a voice,
From midst a golden cloud, thus mild was heard:

"Servant of God well done; well hast thou fought The better fight, who single hast maintain'd Against revolted multitudes the cause

Of truth, in word mightier than they in arms;
And for the testimony of truth hast borne
Universal reproach, far worse to bear
Than violence for this was all thy care

To stand approved in sight of God, though worlds
Judged thee perverse: the easier conquest now
Remains thee, aided by this host of friends,
Back on thy foes more glorious to return

Than scorn'd thou didst depart; and to subdue
By force who reason for their law refuse,
Right reason for their law, and for their King
Messiah, who by right of merit reigns.

Go, Michael, of celestial armies prince,
And thou in military prowess next,

Gabriel, lead forth to battle these my sons
Invincible; lead forth my armed Saints,
By thousands and by Millions, ranged for fight,
Equal in number to that Godless crew
Rebellious: Them with fire and hostile arms
Fearless assault; and, to the brow of Heaven
Pursuing, drive them out from God and bliss,
Into their place of punishment, the gulf
Of Tartarus, which ready opens wide
His fiery Chaos to receive their fall"

So spake the sov'reign voice, and clouds began To darken all the hill, and smoke to roll

In dusky wreaths, reluctant flames, the sign

Of wrath awakened; nor with less dread the loud
Ethereal trumpet from on high 'gan blow;

At which command the Powers militant,
That stood for eaven, in mighty quadrate join'd

Of union irresistible, moved on

In silence their bright legions, to the sound
Of instrumental harmony, that breathed

Heroic ardor to adventurous deeds,

Under their Godlike leaders, in the cause
Of God and his Messiah. On they move
Indissolubly firm; nor obvious Hill,

Nor straitening vale, nor wood, nor stream divides
Their perfect ranks; for high above the ground

Their march was, and the passive air upbore

Their nimble tread: as when the total kind
Of birds, in orderly array on wing,
Came summon'd over Eden to receive

Their names of thee; so over many a tract

Of Heaven they march'd, and many a province wide
Tenfold the length of this terrene: At last,
Far in the horizon to the North appear'd
From skirt to skirt a fiery region, stretch'd
In battailous aspect, and nearer view,
Bristled with upright beams innumerable
Of rigid spears, and hemlets throng'd, and shields
Various, with boastful argument portray'd,
The banded Powers of Satan hastening on
With furious expedition; for they ween'd
That selfsame day, by fight or by surprise,
To win the mount of God, and on his throne
To set the Envier of his state, the proud

Aspirer; but their thoughts proved fond and vain.
In the mid way; Though strange to us it seem'd
At first that Angel should with Angel war,
And in fierce hosting meet, who wont to meet
So oft in festivals of joy and love

Unanimous, as sons of one Great sire,
Hymning the eternal Father: But the shout
Of battle now began, and rushing sound
Of onset ended soon each milder thought.
High in the midst, exalted as a God,
The Apostate in his sun-bright chariot sat,
Idol of Majesty divine, enclosed

With flaming Cherubim, and golden shields;

Then lighted from his gorgeous Throne, for now
Twixt host and host but narrow space was left,
A dreadful interval, and front to front
Presented stood in terrible array

Of hideous length: before the cloudy van,
On the rough edge of battle ere it join'd,
Satan, with vast and haughty strides advanced,
Came towering, arm'd in adamant and gold;
› Abdiel that sight endured not, where he stood
Among the mightiest, bent on highest deeds,
And thus his own undaunted heart explores:

'O Heaven! that such resemblance of the Highest Should yet remain, where faith and reality

Remain not: Wherefore should not strength and might
There fail, where virtue fails, or weakest prove
Where boldest, though to sight unconquerable?
His puissance, trusting in the Almighty's aid,
I mean to try, whose reason I have tried
Unsound and false; nor is it aught but just,
That he, who in debate of truth hath won,
Should win in arms, in both disputes alike
Victor; though brutish that contest and foul
When reason hath to deal with force, yet so
Most reason is that reason overcome.'

So pondering, and from his armed peers
Forth stepping opposite, half way he met
His daring foe, at this prevention more
Incensed, and thus securely him defied:

'Proud, art thou met? thy hope was to have reach'd

The heighth of thy aspiring unopposed,

The throne of God unguarded, and his side

Abandon'd, at the terror of thy power

Or potent tongue: Fool! not to think how vain
Against the Omnipotent to rise in arms

Who out of sinallest things could, without end,

Have raised incessant armies to defeat
Thy folly; or with solitary hand

Reaching beyond all limit, at one blow,
Unaided, could have finish'd thee, and whelm'd
Thy legions under darkness: but thou seest
All are not of thy train: there be, who faith
Prefer, and piety to God, though then
To thee not visible, when I alone

Seem'd in thy world erroneous to dissent

From all: My sect thou seest; now learn too late
How few sometimes may know, when thousands err.'
Whom the grand foe, with scornful eye askance,
Thus answer'd: 'Ill for thee, but in wish'd hour
Of my revenge, first sought for, thou return'st
From flight, seditious Angel! to receive
Thy merited reward, the first assay

Of this right hand provoked, since first that tongue,
Inspired with contradiction, durst oppose

A third part of the Gods, in synod met
Their deities to assert; who, while they feel
Vigor divine within them, can allow
Omnipotence to none. But well thou comest
Before thy fellows, ambitious to win

From me some plume, that thy success may show
Destruction to the rest; this pause between
(Unanswer'd lest thou boast,) to let thee know
At first I thought that liberty and Heaven
To Heavenly souls had been all one; but now
I see that most through sloth had rather serve,
Ministering Spirits, train'd up in feast and song!
Such hast thou arm'd, the minstrelsy of Heaven,
Servility with freedom to contend,
As both their deeds compared this day shall prove.'

To whom in brief thus Abdiel stern replied:
'Apostate! still thou err'st, nor end wilt find
Oferring, from the path of truth remote:
Unjustly thou depravest it with the name
Of servitude, to serve whom God ordains
Or nature: God and nature bid the same

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