網頁圖片
PDF
ePub 版

arins

Above them all th' Archangel: but his face lutended to create and therein plant
Deep scars of thunder had intrench'd, and A generation, whom his choice regard
Care

Should favour equal to the sons of heav’n :
Sat on his faded cheek, but under-brows Thither, if bilt to pry, shall be perhaps
Of dauntless courage, and considerate pride Our first eruption, thither or elsew here:
Waiting revenge: crnel his eye, but cast For this infernal pit shall never hold
Signs of remorse and passion to behold Celestial spirits in bondage, nor th' abyss
The fellows of his crime, the followers rather Long under darkness cuver. But these
(Far other once beheld in bliss) condemnu'd

thoughts For ever now 10 liave their lot in pain, Full counsel must mature : peace is despair'd, DIillions of spirits for his fault amerc'd For who can think submission ? War, then, Of heay'ı, and from eternal splendours flung

war, For bis revolt, yet faithful how they stood, Open or understood, must be resolv'd. Their glory wither'd : as when heaven's fire He spake : and to confirm his words, outHath scath'd the forest oaks, or mountain

flew

thiglus pines,

[bare, Millions of Aaming swords, drawn from ilie With singed top, their stately growth, though || Of mighty cherubim; the sudden blaze Stand on the blasted heath. He now prepard Far round illumin’u hell; highly they rag'a To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they | Against the Highest, and fierce with grasped bend

(war, From wing to wing, and half enclose him round Claslı’d on their sounding shields the din of With all bis peers : attentiou held them mute. Hurling defiance tow'rd the vault of heav'n. Thrice he assay'd, and thrice in spite of scorn, There stood a hill not far, wbose grisly top 'Tears, such as angels weer, burst forth : at Belch'd fire and rolling smoke; the rest entire last

[way.

Shone with a glossy scurf, undoubted sign Words, interwove with siglis, found out their That in his womb was hid metallic ore,

() myriads of immortal Spirits! U Powers The work of sulphur. Thither wing'd with Matchless! but with th' Almighty, and that speed strife

A nunierous brigade hastened: as when bands Was not inglorious, though th'event was dire, | Of pioneers, with spade and pick-axe armd, As this place testifies, and this dire change Forerun the royal camp, to trench a field, Hateful to utter ; but what pow'r of mind

Or cast a rampart. Marunon led them on, Foresecing or presaging, from the depth Mammon, the least erected spirit that fel) Ofknowledge pastor present, could bave fear'd,

Fruin beav'!), for ev'ni in beav'n liis looks and How such awiter force of gods, how such

thouguts As stood like these, could ever know repulse? Were always downward hent, admiring more For who can yet believe, thouglı alter luss, Ther:cles of hear'u's pavement, trodden gold, That all these puissant legions, whose exile Thau ought divine or boly else enjoy'd Hath emplied hear'u, shall fail to re-ascend, In visious beatific: hy hins tirst Belf-rais'd, and re possess their native seat? Meu also, and by his suggestion taught, For ine be witness, all the liost of heav'ıı, Radsack'd the centre, and witis impions hands If counsels different, or dauger slun'd Rifled tlie bou els of their mother earih By me, have lost our hopes. But he who reigns for treasures better hid. Soon had bis crew Monarch in beav'ı, till then as one secure

Open'd into the hill a spacious wound, Sat on his throne, upheld by old repute, And digg'd out ribs of gold. Let none admire Consent or custom, and his regal state

That riches grow in hell; that soil may best Put forth at full; but still his strength con- Deserve the precious bane. And here let those ceaiid,

(fall. Who boast in nortal things, and woud'ring Wbich tempted our attempt, and wrouglat our

teli Henceforth his iniglat we know, and know our Of Babel, and the works of Memphian kings, OWN,

Learn how their greatest monuinents of fanie, so as bot eilber to provoke, or dread

And strength, and art, are easily out-donie New war, provok'd; our better part remains By spirito l'eprobate, and in an hour To work in close design, by fraud or guile, What in an age they with incessant toil, What force effected not; that lie no less And hands innumerable, scarce perform. At length from us may find, who overcomes liigl on the pain in many cells preparid, By foree, kath overcome but ba!f his foe. Thut underneath bad veins of liquid tire Space may produce new worlds ; whereuf so rifo Sluic'd from the lake, u second multitude There went a fame in heav'n, that he ere long With wondrous art founded the twassy ore,

A solemn council forthwith to be held
At Pandemonium, the higb capital
Of Satan and his peers: their summons call'd
From every band and squared regiment
By place or choice the worthiest; they anon
With bundreds and with tbousands trooping

canie

Sevring each kind, and scumu'd the bullion

dross : A third as soon had form’d within the ground A various indulil, and from the boiling cells, By strange conveyance, hill'd each hollow hook, As in an organ from one blast of wind To many a row of pipes the sound-board

breathes. Anon, out of the eartlı a fabric hinge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillai's overlaid With golden architrave; nor did they want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven; The roof was fretted gold. Not Babylon, Nor great Alcairo such maguificence Equallid in all their glories, to insluine Belus or Serapis their gods, or seat Their kings, when Egypt with Assyria strove In wealth and luxury. Th’ascending pile Stood fix'd her stately height, and strait the

doors Opening their brazen fulds, discover wide. Within her ample spaces o’er the smooth And level pavement: from the arched roof Pendant by subtle magic, many a row Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed' With Naptha and Aspbaltus, yielding light As from a sky. The basty multitude Admiring enter'd, and the work some praise And some the architect: his hand was known In heav'n by many a towered structure bigh, Illere scepter'd angels held their residence, And sat as princes, whom the supreme king Exulted to such power, and gave to rule, Each in his hierarchy, the orders bright. Nor was his name un beard or amadur'd jo ancient Greece; and in Ausonian land Men callid him Mulciber; and how he fell From heav'o they fabled, thrown by angry

Jove Sheer v'er the crystal battlements : from moru To noon he fell, from 1001 to dewy ere, A summer's d.ly; and with the setting sun Dropt form the zenith, like a falling star, Ou Leninos thi' Lyean isle: thus they relate, Erring; for be with lais rebellious rout Fell long before; nor ought avail'il him now To'hise built in heav'n hiigli cow'rs; nor did

De 'scape By all his engines, but was heudlong sent, With bis induserious crew, to build in hell, Mean while the winged beralls by como and (It sovreign pow'r, with awful ceremony Aud tro mapet's sound, throughout the host

proclaim

Attended : all access was throng d, the gates, And porches wide, but clrief the spacious

hall (Though like a cover'd field, where chanıpions

bold Wont ride iu arm’d, and at the Soldau's chair Defy'd the best of Pavim chivalry To mortal combat, or career with lance) Thick swarnd, both on the ground and in the air

[bees Brush'd with the biss of rustling wings. As In spring time, when the sun with Taurus

rides, Pour forth their populous youth about the hive In clusters; they among fresh dews and

Powers Fly to and fro, or on the smoothed plank, The suburb of their straw-built citadel, New rubb'd with balm, expatiate and confer Their state affairs. So thick the airy crowd Swarmd and were straiten'd; till the signal

giren, Behold a wonder! they but now who seem'd lu biguess to surpass Earth's giant sons, Now less than sinallest dwarfs, in narrow

room

Throng nuinberless, like that Pygmean race
Beyond the Indian mount, or fairy elves,
Whose midnight revels by : forest side
Or fountain some belated peasant sees,
Or dreams he sees, while over-bead the Moon
Sct arbitress, and nearer to earth
Wheels her pale course, they on their mirtda

and dance Intent with jocund music charm his ear; At once with joy and fear his heart re

bounds. Thus incorporated spirits to smallest forms Reduc'd their shape immouse, and were at

large, Though without number still amidst the hall Of the infernal court. But far within, And in their own dimensions like themselves The great seraphic lorris and cherubin In close recess and secrel conclave sat A tbousaud demi-gods on goidea seats, Frequent and full. After short silence then, And summons read, the great consult began.

TI!E END OF THE FIRST B006.

PARADISE LOST.

BOOK 11.

TIE ARGUMENT.

The consultation begnin, Satan debates whether apother battle be to be hazarded for the recovery of Heaven: Some advise it, others dissuade: A third proposal is preferred, mentioned before by Satan, to search the truth of that prophecy or traditiou in Heaven concerning another world, and another kind of creature equal or not inuch interior to themselves, about this time to be created : Their doubt who shall be sent on this difficult search; Satan their chief undertakes alone the voyage, is honoured and applauded. The council thus endel, the rest betake thein several ways, and to several employments, as their inclivations lead them, to entertain the time till Satan returns,

He passes on his journey to Hell gates, finds them shut, and who sate their to guard them, by whom at length they are opened, and discover to him the great gulf between Hell and Heaven; with what difficulty he passes through, directed by Chaos, the Power of that place, to the sight of this new world which he sought.

now.

IIignon

Surer to prosper than prosperity a throne of royal state, which far Outshope the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,

Could have assur'd us; and by what best way,

Whether of open war or covert guile, Or where the gorgeous east with richest hand

We now debate ; who can advise, may speak. Show'rs on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Satan exalted sat, by merits rais'd

He ceas'd, and uext him Moloch, scepter'd To that bad eminence; and from despair

king, Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires

Stood up, the strongest and the fiercest spirit Beyond thus high, insatiate to pursue

That fought in Heav'n, now fiercer by despair: Vain war with Heav'n, and by success un- His trust was with th' Eternal to be deem'd taught

Equal in strength, and rather than be less His proud imaginations thus display'd. Car'd not to be at all; with that care lost

Pow’rs and Dominions, Deities of Heav'n, Went all bis fear: of God, or Hell, or worse For since no deep within her gulf can hold He reck'd not, and these words thereafter Immortal vigour, though oppress’d and fall'n, spake. I give not Ileav'n for lost. From this descent My sentence is for open war: of wiles, Celestial virtues rising, will appear

More unexpert, I boast not: them let those More glorious and more dread than from no Contrive who need, or when they need, not

fall, And trust themselves to fear vo second fate. For while they sit contriving, shall the rest, Me, though just right, and the fix'd laws of Millions that stand in arms, and longing wait Heaven

The signal to asceud, sit ling'ring here Did first create your leader, vext frec choice, Heav'n's fugitives, and for their dwelling place With what besides, in council or in fight, Accept this dark opprobrious den of shame, Hath been achier'd of merit, yet this loss

The prison of his tyranny who reigns Thus far at least recover'd, hath much more By our delay? no, let us rather choose, Establish'd in a safe unenvied throne,

Arm'd with Hell fames and fury, all at once Yielded with full consent. The happier state

O'er Hear'n's high tow'rs, to force resistless In Heav'n, which follows dignity, might draw way, Envy from each inferior : but who here Turning our tortures into horrid arms Will envy whom the highest place exposes Against the torturer; when to meet the noise Foremost to stand against the Thund'rer's aim of his almighty engine he sball hear Your bulwark, and condemus to greatest share Infernal thunder, and for lightning see Of endless pain? where there is then no good

Black fire and horror shot with equal rage For which to strive, no strife can grow up Among his Angels, and his throne itself there

Mix'd with Tartarean sulphar, and strange From faction ; for none sure will claim in Hell

fire, Precedence; none, whose portion is so small His own invented torments. But perhaps of present pain, that wiih ambitious mind The way seems difficult and steep, to scale Will covet more. With this advantage then With upright wing against a higher foe. To union, and firm faith, and firm accord, Let such bethink them, if the sleepy dreuch More than can be in Heav'n, we now return Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, To claim our just inheritance of old,

That in our proper motion we ascend
No. II.-N. S. Continued from the Poetical Part of No. l.

Up to our native seat: descent and fall

With armed watch, that render all access To us is adverse. Who but felt of late, Impregnable; oft on the bord'ring deep When the fierce foe hung on our broken rear Encamp their legions, or with obscure wing Juosielting, and pursued us through the deep, Scout far and wide into the realm of night, With what compulsion and laborious fight Scoruing surprise. Or could we break our We suuk thus low? Th'ascent is easy then ;

way The event is fear'd; should we agaiu provoke By force, and at our heels all Hell should rise Our stronger, some worse way his wrath may With blackest iusurrection, to confound find

Heav'n's purest light, yet our great eneny To our destruction: if there be in Hell

All incorruptible would on his throne Fear to be worse destroy'd : what can be worse Sit unpolluted, and th'ethereal mould Thau to dwell here, driv'n out from bliss, con Incapable of stain would soon expel denin'd

Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire In this abhorr'd deep to utter voe;

Victorious. Thus repuls d, our final hope Where pain of unextinguishable fire

Is Hat despair : we must exasperate Must exercise us without bope of end

Th’ Almighty Victor to spend all bis rage, The vassals of bis anger, when the scourge And that must end us, that must be our cure, Inexorably, and the torturing hour

To be no more; sad cure; for who would Calls us to penauce? More destroy'd than

lose, thus

Though full of pain, this intellectual being, We should be quite abolislı'd and expire. Those thoughts that wander through eternity, What fear we then? wbat doubt we to incense

To perish rather, swallow'd up and lost His utmost ire? which to the beight enrag'd, In the wide womb of uncreated night, Will either quite consume us, and reduce Devoid of sense and inotion ? and who knows, To nothing this essential, happier far

Let this be good, whether our angry foc Than miserable to have eternal being :

Can give it, or will ever? how le can Or ifour substance be indeed divine,

Is doubtful; that he never will is sure. And cannot cease to be, we are at worst

Will he, so wise, let loose at once bis ire, On this side nothing; and by proof we feel Belike througb impotence, or u naware, Our power sufficient to disturb bis Heaveu, To give his enemies their wisli, and end And with perpetual inroads to alarm,

Them in his anger, whom his anger saves Though inaccessible, his fatal throve : To panish endless ? Wherefore cense we then? Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

Say they wbo counsel war, we are decreed, He ended frowning, and his look denounc'd Reserv'd, and destin'd to eternal woe; Desp’rate revenge, and battle dangerous Whatever doing, what can we sufier more, To less than Gods. Onth other side up rose Wbat can we sufier worse? Is this then worst, Belial, in act more graceful and humane; Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms ? A fairer person lost not Heav'n ; he seem'd What when we Bed amain, pursued and struck For dignity compos'd and bigh exploit : With Heav'a's afflicting thunder, and be But all was false apd hollow; though his gought tongue

[pear The deep to shelter us? this Hell then seem'd Dropt mappa, and could make the worse ap A refuge from those wounds : or when we lay The better reason), to perplex and dash

Chainid on tbe burning lake? that sure was Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low; To vice industrious, but to nobler deeds What if the breath that kiudled those grimu Tivorous and slothful: yet be pleas'd the ear,

tires, And with persuasive accent tbus began. Awak'd should blow them into sev’nfold rage,

I should be much for open war, O Peers! And plunge us in the flames ? or from abore As oot behind in bate, if wbat was urg'd Should intermitted vengeance arm again Main reason to persuade immediate war, His red right hand to plague us ? what if all Did not dissuade me most, and seem to cast Her stures were open'd, and this firmament Ominous conjecture on the whole success : Of Hell sbould spout ber qataracts of fire, When he who most excels in fact of arms, Tıpendent borsors, threat'ning hideous fall In what he counsels and in what excels One day upou our beads; while we perhaps Mistragtful, grouyds his courage on despair Designing or exhorting glorious war', And utter dissolution, as the scope

Caught in a tiery tempest shall be hurled Of all his aim, after soupe dire revenge. Each on his rocki tragsfix'd, the sport and First, what revenge the tow'rs of Hear'a prey are flla

Of wracking wbirlwinds, and for ever suak

worse.

worse

Under yon boiling ocean, wrapt in chaios; The former vain to bope argues as vain
There to converse with everlasting groaus, The latter : fur wbat place can be for us
Unrespited, uupitied, unrepriev'd,

Within Heav'a's bound, unless Heav'u's Lord Ages of hopeless end ! this would be worse.

supreme War therefore, open or couceald, alike We overpow'r? Suppose he should relent, My voice dissuades; for what can force or And publish grace to all, on promise made guile

Of new subjection ; with what eyes could we With him, or who deceive his mind, whose eye Stand in his presence humble, and receive Views all things at one view ? he from Heav'u's / Strict laws impos'd, to celebrate his throne height

With warblid hymns, and to his Gudhead sing All these our motious vain sees and derides; Forc'd Hallelujahs ; while he lordly sits Not more alınighty to resist our might, Our envied sov’reign, and bis altar breathes Thau wise to frustrate all our pluts and wiles. | Ambrosial odours and ambrosial Aowers, Shall we theu live thus vile, the race of Beaveu Our servile offerings? This must be our task, Thus trampled, thus expell’d to suffer bere In Heav'n, this our delight ; how wearisome Chains and these torments? belter these than Eternity so spent in worship paid

To wboin we bate! Let us not then pursue By my advice; since fate inevitable

By force impossible, by leave obtaiu'd Subdues us, aud omnipotent decree,

Unacceptable, thougb in Hear'n, our state The victor's will. To sutter, as to do,

Of splendid vassalage ; but rather seek (own Our strength is equal, nor the law unjust Our own good fron ourselves, and from ous That so ordains : this was at tirst resolv’d, Live to ourselves, though in this vast recess, If we were wise, against so great a foe

Free, and to none accountable, preferring Contevding, and so doubtful what would fall. Hard liherty before the easy yoke I lauzli, w ben tbuse who at the spear are bold Of servile pomp. Qur greatness will appear Aud vent'ruus, if that fail them, shrink and Then most conspicuous, when great things of fear

small, What yet they know must follow, to endure Useful of hurtful, prosp'rous of adverse Exile, or ignominy, or bouds, or pain, We can create, and in what place soe'er The senteuce of their conqu'rur : this is now Thrive under ev'l, and work ease out of paio Our doom; wbich if we can sustain and bear, Through labour and endurance. This deep Our supreme foe in time may much remit

world His anger, and perbaps thus far remov'd Of darkness do we dread? How oft amidst [Sire Not mind us not offending, satisfy'd

Thick clouds and dark doth Heav'n's all-ruling With wbat is punish’d; wbeuce these raging Choose to reside, his glory unobscurd, fires

(Aamies. | And with the majesty of darkness roond (roar Will slacken, if his breath stir not their Covers his throne; from whence deep thunders Our purer essence then will overcome

Must'ring their rage and Heav'n resembles Hell? Their noxious vapour, or inur'd not feel, As be our darkness, cannot we bis light Or cbang’l at length, and to the place con- Imitate when we please? This desert soil form'd

Wants not her hidden lustre, gems and gold; In temper and in nature, will receive

Nor want we skill or art, from whence to raise Familiar the fierce heat, aud void of pain; Magnificence; and what can Heav'n show more? Tbis horror will grow mild, this darkness light, || Our torments also may in length of time Besides what hope the never ending Night Become our elements, these piercing fires of future days may bring, wbat chance, what As soft as now severe, our temper chang'd change

Joto their teinper; which must nceds remove Worth waiting, since our present lot appears The sensible of pain. All things invite For happy though but ill, for ill not worst, To peaceful counsels, and the settled state If we procure not to ourselves more woe. Of order, how in safety best we may Thus Belial with words cloth'd in reason's Compose our present evils, with regard garbi

Of what we are and where, dismissing quite Counsei'd ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, All thoughts of war : ye have what I advise. For peace : and after him thus Mainmon spake. He scarce had finish’d, wben sucha murmur Either to disinthrone the King of Heaven

fill'd We war, if war be best, or to regain

Th'assembly, as when holow rocks retain Our own right lost : him to upibrone we then The sound of blust'ring winds, which all night May hope, when everlasting Fate shall yield

long

[lull To fickle Chance, and Chaos judge the strife : Had rous'd the sea, now with hoarse cadense

« 上一頁繼續 »