PARADISE LOST.

BOOK XI.

THE ARGUMENT.

The Son of God presents to his Father the prayers of our first parents, now repenting, and intercedes for them. God accepts them, but declares that they must no longer abide in Paradise: sends Michael with a band of Cherubim to dispossess them; but first to reveal to Adam future things. Michael's coming down. Adam shows to Eve certain ominous signs; he discerns Michael's approach, goes out to meet him: the Angel denounces their departure. Eve's lamentation. Adam pleads, but submits. The Angel leads him up to a high hill, sets before him in vision what shall happen till the good.

PARADISE LOST.

BOOK XI.

THUS they, in lowliest plight repentant, stood
Praying, for from the mercy-seat above
Prevenient grace, descending, had removed
The stony from their hearts, and made new flesh,
Regenerate, grow instead; that sighs now breath d
Unutterable, which the spirit of prayer

Inspired, and wing'd for Heaven with speedier flight
Than loudest oratory: yet their port,
Not of mean suitors; nor important less
Seem'd their petition, than when the ancient pair
In fables old, less ancient yet than these,
Deucalion and chaste Pyrrha, to restore
The race of mankind drown'd, before the shrine
Of Themis stood devout. To heaven their prayers
Flew up; nor miss'd the way by envious winds
Blown vagabond, or frustrate: in they pass'd,
Dimensionless, through heavenly doors; then clad
With incense, where the golden altar fumed,
By their great Intercessor, came in sight
Before the Father's throne: them the glad Son
Presenting, thus to intercede began.

See, Father, what first fruits on earth are sprung,
From thy implanted grace in Man; these sighs
And prayers, which in this golden censer mix'd
With incense, I thy Priest, before thee bring;
Fruits of more pleasing savour from thy seed,
Sown with contrition in his heart than those
Which his own hand, manuring all the trees
Of Paradise, could have produced, ere fallen
From innocence. Now, therefore, bend thine ear
To supplication, hear his sighs, though mute;
Unskilful with what words to pray, let me
Interpret for him, me his Advocate,
And Propitiation; all his works on me,
Good or not good, ingraft; my merit those
Shall perfect; and for these, my death shall pay.
Accept me, and in me, from these receive

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The smell of peace toward mankind: let him live
Before thee, reconciled, at least his days

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Number'd, though sad, till death his doom which I 40
To mitigate thus plead, not to reverse,
To better life shall yield him; where with me
All my redeem'd may dwell, in joy and bliss,
Made one with me, as I with thee am one."
To whom the Father, without cloud, serene.
"All thy request for Man, accepted Son,
Obtain; all thy request, was my decree:
But longer in that Paradise to dwell,
The law I gave to nature him forbids.
Those pure immortal elements, that know
No gross, no inharmonious mixture foul,
Eject him, tainted now, and purge him off
As a distemper, gross to air as gross,
And mortal food, as may dispose him best
For dissolution, wrought by sin, that first
Distemper'd all things, and of incorrupt
Corrupted. I, at first, with two fair gifts
Created him endow'd with happiness
And immortality: that fondly lost,
This other served but to eternize woe;
Till I provided death: so death becomes
His final remedy; and after life
Tried in sharp tribulation, and refined,

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By faith and faithful works, to second life,

Waked in the renovation of the just,

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Resigns him up, with Heaven and Earth renew'd.

But let us call to synod all the bless'd,

Through Heaven's wide bounds; from them I will not hide My judgments, how with mankind I proceed;

As how with peccant angels late they saw,

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And in their state, though firm, stood more confirm'd."
He ended; and the Son gave signal high
To the bright minister that watch'd: he blew
His trumpet, heard in Oreb since perhaps,
When God descended; and perhaps once more
To sound, at general doom. The angelic blast
Fill'd all the regions: from their blissful bowers,
Of amarantine shade, fountain or spring,
By the waters of life, where'er they sat
In fellowships of joy, the sons of light
Hasted, resorting to the summons high,
And took their seats; till from his throne supreme,
The Almighty thus pronounced his sovereign will.
"O Sons, like one of us Man is become,

To know both good and evil, since his taste
Of that defended fruit; but let him boast
His knowledge of good lost, and evil got;
Happier, had it sufficed him, to have known
Good by itself and evil not at all.
He sorrows now, repents and prays contrite,
My motions in him; longer than they move
His heart I know, how variable and vain,
Self-left. Lest therefore, his now bolder hand
Reach also of the tree of life and eat,
And live for ever, dream at least to live
For ever; to remove him I decree,
And send him from the garden forth to till
The ground, whence he was taken, fitter soil.

Michael, this my behest have thou in charge;
Take to thee, from among the Cherubim,
Thy choice of flaming warriors, lest the Fiend,
Or in behalf of Man, or to invade
Vacant possession, some new trouble raise:
Haste thee, and from the Paradise of God,
Without remorse, drive out the sinful pair,
From hallow'd ground the unholy; & denounce
To them and to their progeny from thence
Perpetual banishment. Yet, lest they faint
At the sad sentence rigorously urged,
For I behold them soften'd, and with tears
Bewailing their excess, all terror hide.
If patiently thy bidding they obey,
Dismiss them, not disconsolate; reveal
To Adam, what shall come in future days,

As I shall thee enlighten; intermix

My covenant in the woman's seed renew'd:

So send them forth, though sorrowing, yet in peace.
And on the east side of the garden place,
Where entrance up from Eden easiest climbs,
Cherubic watch; and of a sword the flame
Wide-waving, all approach far off to fright,
And guard all passage to the tree of life:
Lest Paradise à receptacle prove
To spirits foul; and all my trees their prey,
With whose stolen fruit Man once more to delude."
He ceased: and the archangelic power prepared,
For swift descent, with him the cohort bright
Of watchful cherubim; four faces each
Had, like a double Janus; all their shape
Spangled with eyes, more numerous than those
Of Argus, and more wakeful than to drowse,