To settle here on Earth, or in mid Air; Though for possession put to try once more What thou and thy gay legions dare against; Whose easier business were to serve their Lord High up in Heaven, with songs to hymn his thi And practised distances to cringe, not fight." To whom the Warrior-Angel soon replied:- "To say and straight unsay, pretending first Wise to fly pain, professing next the spy, Argues no leader, but a liar traced,
Satan; and couldst thou 'faithful' add? O na O sacred name of faithfulness profaned! Faithful to whom? to thy rebellious crew? Army of fiends, fit body to fit head! Was this your discipline and faith engaged, Your military obedience, to dissolve Allegiance to the acknowledged Power Supreme And thou, sly hypocrite, who now wouldst seem Patron of liberty, who more than thou
Once fawned, and cringed, and servilely adored Heaven's awful Monarch? wherefore, but in hop To dispossess him, and thyself to reign? But mark what I areed thee now: Avaunt! Fly thither whence thou fledd'st. If from this h Within these hallowed limits thou appear, Back to the Infernal Pit I drag thee chained, And seal thee so as henceforth not to scorn The facile gates of Hell too slightly barred.'
So threatened he; but Satan to no threats Gave heed, but waxing more in rage, replied:Then, when I am thy captive, talk of chains, Proud limitary Cherub! but ere then Far heavier load thyself expect to feel From my prevailing arm, though Heaven's King Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy compeers, Used to the yoke, draw'st his triumphant wheels In progress through the road of Heaven star-pav While thus he spake, the angelic squadron brig Turned fiery red, sharpening in moonèd horns
Their phalanx, and began to hem him round With ported spears, as thick as when a field Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends Her bearded grove of ears which way the wind Sways them; the careful ploughman doubting stands. Lest on the threshing-floor his hopeful sheaves Prove chaff. On the other side, Satan, alarmed, Collecting all his might, dilated stood, Like Teneriff or Atlas, unremoved:
His stature reached the sky, and on his crest Sat Horror plumed; nor wanted in his grasp
What seemed both spear and shield. Now dreadful deeds Might have ensued; nor only Paradise,
In this commotion, but the starry cope Of Heaven perhaps, or all the Elements
At least, had gone to wrack, disturbed and torn With violence of this conflict, had not soon The Eternal, to prevent such horrid fray, Hung forth in Heaven his golden scales, yet seen Betwixt Astræa and the Scorpion sign, Wherein all things created first he weighed, The pendulous round Earth with balanced air In counterpoise, now ponders all events, Battles and realms. In these he put two weights, The sequel each of parting and of fight:
The latter quick up flew, and kicked the beam; Which Gabriel spying thus bespake the Fiend :-
"Satan, I know thy strength, and thou know'st mine, Neither our own, but given; what folly then
To boast what arms can do! since thine no more Than Heaven permits, nor mine, though doubled now To trample thee as mire. For proof look up, And read thy lot in yon celestial sign,
Where thou art weighed, and shown how light, how weak If thou resist." The Fiend looked up, and knew His mounted scale aloft: nor more; but fled Murmuring; and with him fled the shades of Night.
THE END OF THE FOURTH BOOK
Morning approached, Eve relates to Adam her troublesom he likes it not, yet comforts her: they come forth to labours: their morning hymn at the door of their bower. render man inexcusable, sends Raphael to admonish hin obedience, of his free estate, of his enemy near at hand, w and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam Raphael comes down to Paradise; his appearance descri coming discerned by Adam afar off, sitting at the door of his bo goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains him choicest fruits of Paradise, got together by Eve; their discourse Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of h relates, at Adam's request, who that enemy is, and how he came beginning from his first revolt in Heaven, and the occasion how he drew his legions after him to the parts of the North, incited them to rebel with him, persuading all but only Abdiel, who in argument dissuades and opposes him, then forsakes him.
Now Morn, her rosy steps in the eastern clime Advancing, sowed the earth with orient pearl, When Adam waked, so customed; for his sleep Was aery light, from pure digestion bred, And temperate vapours bland, which the only so Of leaves and fuming rills, Aurora's fan, Lightly dispersed, and the shrill matin song Of birds on every bough. So much the more His wonder was to find unwakened Eve, With tresses discomposed, and glowing cheek, As through unquiet rest. He, on his side Leaning half raised, with looks of cordial love Hung over her enamoured, and beheld
Beauty which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces; then, with voice Mild as when Zephyrus on Flora breathes, Her hand soft touching, whispered thus:-" Awake, My fairest, my espoused, my latest found, Heaven's last, best gift, my ever-new delight! Awake! the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet."
Such whispering waked her, but with startled eye On Adam; whom embracing, thus she spake :-
"O sole in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection! glad I see
Thy face, and morn returned; for I this night (Such night till this I never passed) have dreamed, If dreamed, not, as I oft am wont, of thee, Works of day past, or morrow's next design; But of offence and trouble, which my mind Knew never till this irksome night. Methought Close at mine ear one called me forth to walk With gentle voice; I thought it thine. It said, Why sleep'st thou, Eve? now is the pleasant time, The cool, the silent, save where silence yields To the night-warbling bird, that now awake Tunes sweetest his love-laboured song; now reigns Full-orbed the moon, and, with more pleasing light, Shadowy sets off the face of things—in vain, If none regard. Heaven wakes with all his eyes; Whom to behold but thee, Nature's desire, In whose sight all things joy, with ravishment Attracted by thy beauty still to gaze?'
I rose as at thy call, but found thee not: To find thee I directed then my walk; And on, methought, alone I passed through ways That brought me on a sudden to the tree Of interdicted knowledge. Fair it seemed,
Much fairer to my fancy than by day; And, as I wondering looked, beside it stood One shaped and winged like one of those from By us oft seen: his dewy locks distilled Ambrosia. On that tree he also gazed; And, 'O fair plant,' said he, 'with fruit surchar Deigns none to ease thy load, and taste thy swe Nor God nor Man? Is knowledge so despised Or envy, or what reserve forbids to taste? Forbid who will, none shall from me withhold Longer thy offered good, why else set here?' This said, he paused not, but with venturous ar He plucked, he tasted. Me damp horror chill At such bold words vouched with a deed so bol But he thus, overjoyed: 'O fruit divine, Sweet of thyself, but much more sweet thus cro Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit
For Gods, yet able to make Gods of men! And why not Gods of men, since good, the mo Communicated, more abundant grows,
The author not impaired, but honoured more? Here, happy creature, fair angelic Eve! Partake thou also: happy though thou art, Happier thou may'st be, worthier canst not be. Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods Thyself a Goddess; not to Earth confined, But sometimes in the Air, as we; sometimes Ascend to Heaven, by merit thine, and see What life the Gods live there, and such live tho So saying, he drew nigh, and to me held, Even to my mouth of that same fruit held part Which he had plucked: the pleasant savoury sm So quickened appetite that I, methought, Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the cloud With him I flew, and underneath beheld The Earth outstretched immense, a prospect wid And various. Wondering at my flight and cha To this high exaltation, suddenly
My guide was gone, and I, methought, sunk do
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