Training his devilish enginery, impal'd On every side with shadowing squadrons deep, To hide the fraud. At interview both stood
Awhile; but suddenly at head appear'd Satan, and thus was heard commanding loud:
""Vanguard, to right and left the front unfold; That all may see who hate us, how we seek Peace and composure, and with open breast Stand ready to receive them, if they like Our overture, and turn not back perverse: But that I doubt; however, witness heaven, Heaven witness thou anon, while we discharge Freely our part; ye who appointed stand, Do as you have in charge, and briefly touch What we propound, and loud that all may hear.' "So scoffing in ambiguous words, he scarce Had ended, when to right and left the front Divided, and to either flank retir'd; Which to our eyes discover'd, new and strange, A triple mounted row of pillars laid On wheels (for like to pillars most they seem'd, Or hollow'd bodies made of oak or fir, With branches lopt, in wood or mountain fell'd) Brass, iron, stony mould, had not their mouth With hideous orifice gap'd on us wide, Portending hollow truce. At each behind A seraph stood, and in his hand a reed Stood waving tipt with fire; while we suspense Collected stood within our thoughts amus'd; Not long, for sudden all at once their reeds Put forth, and to a narrow vent applied With nicest touch. Immediate in a flame, But soon obscur'd with smoke, all heaven appear'd, From those deep-throated engines belch'd, whose Embowel'd with outrageous noise the air, [roar And all her entrails tore, disgorging foul Their devilish glut, chain'd thunderbolts, and hail Of iron globes; which on the victor host Levell'd, with such impetuous fury smote, That whom they hit, none on their feet might stand, Though standing else as rocks, but down they fell
By thousands, angel on archangel roll'd; The sooner for their arms: unarm'd they might Have easily as spirits evaded swift By quick contraction or remove; but now Foul dissipation follow'd and fore'd rout: Nor served it to relax their serried files. What should they do? if on they rush'd, repulse Repeated, and indecent overthrow Doubled, would render them yet more despis'd, And to their foes a laughter; for in view Stood rank'd of seraphim another row, In posture to displode their second tire Of thunder: back defeated to return They worse abhorr'd. Satan beheld their plight, And to his mates thus in derision call'd:
""O friends! why come not on these victors proud? Ere while they fierce were coming; and when we To entertain them fair with open front And breast (what could we more?) propounded terms Of composition, straight they chang'd their mind, Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell, As they would dance; yet for a dance they seem'd Somewhat extravagant and wild, perhaps For joy of offer'd peace. But I suppose, If our proposals once again were heard, We should compel them to a quick result."
"To whom thus Belial in like gamesome mood: Leader! the terms we sent were terms of weight, Of hard contents, and full of force urg'd home, Such as we might perceive amus'd them all, And stumbled many; who receives them right, Had need from head to foot well understand; Not understood, this gift they have besides, They show us when our foes walk not upright.' "So they among themselves in pleasant vein Stood scoffing, heighten'd in their thoughts beyond All doubt of victory; Eternal Might To match with their inventions they presum'd So easy', and of his thunder made a scorn, And all his host derided, while they stood Awhile in trouble; but they stood not long;
Rage prompted them at length, and found them arms Against such hellish mischief fit t' oppose. Forthwith (behold the excellence, the power, Which God hath in his mighty angels plac'd!) Their arms away they threw, and to the hills (For earth hath this variety from heaven, Of pleasure situate in hill and dale,) Light as the lightning glimpse they ran, they flew; From their foundations loos'ning to and fro They pluck'd the seated hills with all their load, Rocks, waters, woods, and by the shaggy tops Uplifting bore them in their hands. Amaze, Be sure, and terror seiz'd the rebel host, When coming towards them so dread they saw The bottom of the mountains upward turn'd; Till on those cursed engines' triple row They saw them whelm'd, and all their confidence Under the weight of mountains buried deep; Themselves invaded next, and on their heads Main promontories flung, which in the air Came shadowing, and oppress'd whole legions arm'd; Their armour help'd their harm, crush'd in and bruis'd Into their substance pent, which wrought them pain Implacable, and many a dolorous groan, Long struggling underneath, ere they could wind Out of such prison, though spirits of purest light, Purest at first, now gross by sinning grown, 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, That under ground they fought in dismal shade; Infernal noise! war seem'd a civil game To this uproar; horrid confusion heap'd Upon confusion rose. And now all heaven Had gone to wrack, with ruin overspread, Had not th' Almighty Father, where he sits Shrin'd in his sanctuary of heaven 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 power on him transferr'd: whence to his Son, Th' assessor of his throne he thus began:
"Effulgence of my glory, Son belov'd! 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 Two days, as we compute the days of heaven, Since Michael and his powers went forth to tame These disobedient. Sore hath been their fight, 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, Save what sin hath impair'd, which yet hath wrought Insensibly, for I suspend their doom; Whence in perpetual fight they needs must last Endless, and no solution will be found. War wearied hath perform'd what war can do, And to disorder'd rage let loose the reins, With mountains as with weapons arm'd, which makes Wild work in heaven, and dangerous to the main. Two days are therefore pass'd, the third is thine; For thee I have ordain'd it, and thus far 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 heaven and hell thy power above compare; And this perverse commotion govern'd thus, 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 That shake heaven's basis, bring forth all my war, My bow and thunder, my almighty arms Gird on, and sword upon thy puissant thigh; Pursue these sons of darkness, drive them out From all heaven's bounds into the utter deep:
There let them learn, as likes them, to despise God, and Messiab his anointed King.'
"He said, and on his Son with rays direct Shone full; he all his Father full express'd Ineffably into his face receiv'd;
And thus the filial Godhead answ'ring spake : "O Father, O supreme of heaven heavenly thrones, First, highest, holiest, best! thou always seek'st To glorify thy Son, I always thee, As is most just; this I my glory' account, My exaltation, and my whole delight, That thou in me, well pleas'd, declar'st thy will Fulfill'd, which to fulfil is all my bliss. Sceptre and power, thy giving, I assume, 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, Image of thee in all things; and shall soon, Arm'd with thy might, rid heaven of these rebell'd, To their prepar'd ill mansion driven down, To chains of darkness, and th' undying worm, That from thy just obedience could revolt, Whom to obey is happiness entire.
Then shall thy saints unmix'd, and from the impure Far separate, circling thy holy mount, Unfeigned hallelujahs to thee sing,
Hymns of high praise, and I among them chief.'
So said, he, o'er his sceptre bowing, rose From the right hand of glory where he sati And the third sacred morn began to shine, Dawning through heaven. Forth rush'd with whirl- The chariot of paternal Deity, [wind sound Flashing thick flames, wheel within wheel undrawn, Itself instinet 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
Of beryl, and careering fires between; Over their heads a crystal firmament,
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