Spreading their bane: the blafted ftars look'd wan, And Planets, planet-ftruck, real Eclipfe
Then fuffer'd. Th'other way, SATAN went down The caufey to Hell gate: on either fide, Difparted CHAOS over-built exclaim'd, And with rebounding furge the bars affail'd, That fcorn'd his indignation. Through the gate, Wide-open and unguarded, SATAN pafs'd, And all about found defolate: for thofe Appointed to fit there, had left their charge, Flown to the upper world: the reft were all Far to th' in-land retir'd, about the walls Of PANDEMONIUM, city and proud feat Of LUCIFER (fo by allufion call'd, Of that bright ftar to SATAN paragon'd) There kept their watch the legions, while the Grand In council fat, follicitous what chance Might intercept their Emperor fent: fo he Departing gave command, and they obferv'd. 430 As when the TARTAR from his RUSSIAN foe, By ASTRACAN, over the fnowy plains, Retires or BACTRIAN Sophy from the horns Of TURKISH Crefcent, leaves all wafte beyond The realm of ALADULE, in his retreat To TAURUS, or CASBEEN: fo thefe (the late Heav'n-banifh'd hoft) left defert utmost Hell Many a dark league, reduc'd in careful watch Round their Metropolis; and now expecting Each hour their great adventurer from the fearch 440 Of foreign worlds: he through the midst unmark'd, In fhew plebeian Angel militant
Of loweft order, paft; and from the door Of that PLUTONIAN hall, invisible Afcended his high throne; which under fiate Of richeft texture fpread, at th' upper end Was plac'd in regal luftre. Down a-while He fat, and round about him faw unfeen. At last, as from a cloud, his fulgent head,
And fhape ftar-bright, appear'd, (or brighter, clad With what permiffive glory fince his fall Was left him, or falfe glitter:) all amaz'd At that fo fudden blaze, the STYGIAN throng Bent their afpect, and whom they wifh'd beheld, Their mighty Chief return'd: loud was th' acclaim! Forth rush'd in hafte the great confulting Peers, 456 Rais'd from their dark DIVAN, and with like joy Congratulant approach'd him; who with hand Silence, and with thefe words attention, won.
Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Pow'rs! For in poffeffion fuch, not only of right, I call ye and declare ye now; return'd Successful beyond hope, to lead ye forth. Triumphant out of this infernal pit Abominable, accurs'd, the house of woe, And dungeon of our tyrant! now poffefs,
As Lords, a fpacious world, t'our native Heav'n
Little inferior, by my adventure hard
With peril great atchiev'd. Long were to tell
What I have done, what fuffer'd, with what pain 470 Voyag'd th' unreal, vaft, unbounded Deep Of horrible confufion! over which
By SIN and DEATH a broad way now is pav'd, To expedite your glorious march: but I Toil'd out my uncouth paffage, forc'd to ride Th' untractable Abyfs, plung'd in the womb Of unoriginal NIGHT, and CHAOS Wild: That, jealous of their fecrets, fiercely oppos'd My journey frange, with clamorous uproar Protefting fate fupreme: thence, how I found 480 The new created world, which fame in Heav'n Long had foretold; a fabric wonderful!
Of abfolute perfection: therein Man,
Plac'd in a Paradife, by our exile
Made happy him by fraud I have feduc'd From his Creator; and, the more t'increase
Your wonder, with an apple: He thereat Offended, worth your laughter, hath giv'n up Both his beloved Man, and all his world, To SIN and DEATH a prey, and fo to us, Without our hazard, labor, or alarm; To range in, and to dwell, and over man To rule, as over all he should have rul'd. True is, me.alfo he hath judg'd (or rather Me not, but the brute ferpent, in whofe fhape 495 Man I deceiv'd) that which to me belongs, Is enmity, which he will put between Me and mankind; I am to bruife his heel; His feed, when is not fet, fhall bruife my head. A world who would not purchase with a bruise, 500 Or much more grievous pain? Ye have th' account Of my peformance: What remains, ye Gods, But up and enter now into full blifs?
So having faid, a while he ftood, expecting Their univerfal fhout, and high applaufe To fill his ear; when contrary, he hears. On all fides, from innumerable tongues, A difinal univerfal hifs, the found
Of public fcorn: he wonder'd, but not long Had leifure, wond'ring at himfelf now more: His vifage drawn he felt to fharp and spare; His arms clung to his ribs; his legs entwining Each other, till fupplanted down he fell; A monftrous ferpent on his belly prone, Reluctant; but in vain! a greater pow'r Now rul'd him, punish'd in the shape he finn'd, According to his doom. He would have fpoke; But hifs for hifs return'd with forked tongue, To forked tongue; for now were all transform'd Alike, to ferpents all, as acceffories To his bold Riot: dreadful was the din Of hiffing through the hall, thick fwarming now With complicated monfters head and tail;
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