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O thou that with surpassing Glory crownd,Look'st from thy sole Dominion like the GodOf this new World; at whose sight all the StarrsHide thir diminisht heads; to thee I call, [ 35 ]But with no friendly voice, and add thy nameO Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beamsThat bring to my remembrance from what stateI fell, how glorious once above thy Spheare; Till Pride and worse Ambition threw me down [ 40 ]Warring in Heav'n against Heav'ns matchless King:Ah wherefore! he deservd no such returnFrom me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his goodUpbraided none; nor was his service hard. [ 45 ]What could be less then to afford him praise,The easiest recompence, and pay him thanks,How due! yet all his good prov'd ill in me,And wrought but malice; lifted up so highI sdeind subjection, and thought one step higher [ 50 ]Would set me highest, and in a moment quitThe debt immense of endless gratitude,So burthensome, still paying, still to ow;Forgetful what from him I still receivd,And understood not that a grateful mind [ 55 ]By owing owes not, but still pays, at onceIndebted and dischargd; what burden then?O had his powerful Destiny ordaindMe some inferiour Angel, I had stoodThen happie; no unbounded hope had rais'd [ 60 ]Ambition. Yet why not? som other PowerAs great might have aspir'd, and me though meanDrawn to his part; but other Powers as greatFell not, but stand unshak'n, from withinOr from without, to all temptations arm'd. [ 65 ]Hadst thou the same free Will and Power to stand?Thou hadst: whom hast thou then or what to accuse,But Heav'ns free Love dealt equally to all?Be then his Love accurst, since love or hate,To me alike, it deals eternal woe. [ 70 ]Nay curs'd be thou; since against his thy willChose freely what it now so justly rues. Me miserable! which way shall I flieInfinite wrauth, and infinite despaire?Which way I flie is Hell; my self am Hell; [ 75 ]And in the lowest deep a lower deepStill threatning to devour me opens wide,To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n.O then at last relent: is there no placeLeft for Repentance, none for Pardon left? [ 80 ]None left but by submission; and that wordDisdain forbids me, and my dread of shameAmong the Spirits beneath, whom I seduc'dWith other promises and other vauntsThen to submit, boasting I could subdue [ 85 ]Th' Omnipotent. Ay me, they little knowHow dearly I abide that boast so vaine,Under what torments inwardly I groane:While they adore me on the Throne of Hell,With Diadem and Sceptre high advanc'd [ 90 ]The lower still I fall, onely SupreamIn miserie; such joy Ambition findes.But say I could repent and could obtaineBy Act of Grace my former state; how soonWould higth recall high thoughts, how soon unsay [ 95 ]What feign'd submission swore: ease would recantVows made in pain, as violent and void.For never can true reconcilement growWhere wounds of deadly hate have peirc'd so deep:Which would but lead me to a worse relapse [ 100 ]And heavier fall: so should I purchase deareShort intermission bought with double smart.This knows my punisher; therefore as farrFrom granting hee, as I from begging peace:All hope excluded thus, behold in stead [ 105 ]Of us out-cast, exil'd, his new delight,Mankind created, and for him this World.So farewel Hope, and with Hope farewel Fear,Farewel Remorse: all Good to me is lost;Evil be thou my Good; by thee at least [ 110 ]Divided Empire with Heav'ns King I holdBy thee, and more then half perhaps will reigne;As Man ere long, and this new World shall know.

Thus while he spake, each passion dimm'd his faceThrice chang'd with pale, ire, envie and despair, [ 115 ]Which marrd his borrow'd visage, and betraidHim counterfet, if any eye beheld.For heav'nly mindes from such distempers fouleAre ever cleer. Whereof hee soon aware,Each perturbation smooth'd with outward calme, [ 120 ]Artificer of fraud; and was the firstThat practisd falshood under saintly shew,Deep malice to conceale, couch't with revenge:Yet not anough had practisd to deceiveUriel once warnd; whose eye pursu'd him down [ 125 ]The way he went, and on th' Assyrian mountSaw him disfigur'd, more then could befallSpirit of happie sort: his gestures fierceHe markd and mad demeanour, then alone,As he suppos'd all unobserv'd, unseen. [ 130 ]So on he fares, and to the border comesOf Eden, where delicious Paradise,Now nearer, Crowns with her enclosure green,As with a rural mound the champain headOf a steep wilderness, whose hairie sides [ 135 ]With thicket overgrown, grottesque and wilde,Access deni'd; and over head up grewInsuperable highth of loftiest shade,Cedar, and Pine, and Firr, and branching PalmA Silvan Scene, and as the ranks ascend [ 140 ]Shade above shade, a woodie TheatreOf stateliest view. Yet higher then thir topsThe verdurous wall of paradise up sprung:Which to our general Sire gave prospect largeInto his neather Empire neighbouring round. [ 145 ]And higher then that Wall a circling rowOf goodliest Trees loaden with fairest Fruit,Blossoms and Fruits at once of golden hueAppeerd, with gay enameld colours mixt:On which the Sun more glad impress'd his beams [ 150 ]Then in fair Evening Cloud, or humid Bow,When God hath showrd the earth; so lovely seemdThat Lantskip: And of pure now purer aireMeets his approach, and to the heart inspiresVernal delight and joy, able to drive [ 155 ]All sadness but despair: now gentle galesFanning thir odoriferous wings dispenseNative perfumes, and whisper whence they stoleThose balmie spoiles. As when to them who saileBeyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past [ 160 ]Mozambic, off at Sea North-East windes blowSabean Odours from the spicie shoareOf Arabie the blest, with such delayWell pleas'd they slack thir course, and many a LeagueChear'd with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles. [ 165 ]So entertaind those odorous sweets the FiendWho came thir bane, though with them better pleas'dThen Asmodeus with the fishie fume,That drove him, though enamourd, from the SpouseOf Tobits Son, and with a vengeance sent [ 170 ]From Media post to Ægypt, there fast bound.

So spake the Cherube, and his grave rebukeSevere in youthful beautie, added grace [ 845 ]Invincible: abasht the Devil stood,And felt how awful goodness is, and sawVertue in her shape how lovly, saw, and pin'dHis loss; but chiefly to find here observdHis lustre visibly impair'd; yet seemd [ 850 ]Undaunted. If I must contend, said he,Best with the best, the Sender not the sent,Or all at once; more glorie will be wonn,Or less be lost. Thy fear, said Zephon bold,Will save us trial what the least can doe [ 855 ]Single against thee wicked, and thence weak.

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