Collected stood within our thoughts amus'd, But soon obscur'd with smoke, all Heav'n appear'd, 585 599 That whom they hit, none on their feet might stand, The sooner for their arms; unarm'd they might 595 Have easily as Spi'rits evaded swift By quick contraction or remove; but now Foul dissipation follow'd and forc'd rout; Nor serv'd it to relax their serried files. What should they do? If on they rush'd, repulse 600 Doubled, would render them yet more despis'd, And to their foes a laughter; for in view They worse abhorr'd. Satan beheld their plight, O FRIENDS, why come not on these victors proud? Ere while they fierce were comng; and when we 610 605 To entertain them fair with open front And breast (what could we more?) propounded terms Of composition, straight they chang'd their minds, Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell, As they would dance; yet for a dance they seem'd 615 For joy of offer'd peace : but I suppose, To whom thus Belial in like gamesome mood. Stood scoffing, heighten'd in their thoughts beyond To match with their inventions they presum'd So easy', and of his thunder made a scorn, 620 625 630 636 Rage prompted them at length, and found them arms 640 Of pleasure situate in hill and dale) Light as the lightning glimpse they ran, they flew; 645 650 They saw them whelm'd, and all their confidence 654 Came shadowing, and oppress'd whole legions arm'd; Long struggling underneath, ere they could wind The rest in imitation to like arms Betook them, and the neighb'ring hills uptore; 665 So hills amid the air encounter'd hills Hurl'd to and fro with jaculation dire, That under ground they fought in dismal shade; 670 |