The first book proposes, first in brief, the whole subject, Man's disobedience, and the loss thereupon of Paradise wherein he was placed: Then touches the prime cause of his fall, the Serpent or rather Satan in the Serpent; who, revolting from God, and drawing to his side many legions of angels, was, by the command of God, driven out of Heaven with all his crew, into the great deep. Which action passed over, the poem hastens into the midst of things, presenting Satan and his angels now falling into Hell described here, not in the center (for Heaven and Earth may be supposed as yet not made, certainly not yet accursed) but in a place of utter darkness, fitliest called Chaos: here Satan with his angels lying on the burning lake, thunder-struck and astonished, after a certain space recovers, as from confusion, calls up him who next in order and dignity lay by him: they confer of their miserable fall; Satan awakens all his legions, who lay till then in the same manner confounded. They rise; their numbers; array of battle; their chief leaders named, according to the idols known afterwards in Canaan and the countries adjoining. To these Satan directs his speech, comforts them with hope yet of regaining Heaven, but tells them lastly of a nero world and new kind of creature to be created, according to an ancient prophecy or report in Heaven; for, that angels were long before this visible creation, was the opinion of many ancient fathers. To find out the truth of this prophecy, and what to determine thereon, he refers to a full council. What his associates thence attempt. Pandemonium, the palace of Satan, rises, suddenly built out of the deep: the infernal peers there sit in council.
OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning how the heaven and earth Rose out of Chaos: or, if Sion hill
Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fást by the oracle of God; I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song, That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme. And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark, Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Say first, for heaven hides nothing from thy view, Nor the deep tract of hell: say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents, in that happy state, Favour'd of heaven so highly, to fall off From their Creator, and transgress his will For one restraint, lords of the world beside? Who first seduc'd them to that foul revolt? The infernal Serpent; he it was whose guile, Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceiv'd The mother of mankind, what time his pride Had cast him out from heaven, with all his host Of rebel-Angels; by whose aid, aspiring To set himself in glory, above his peers, He trusted to have equall'd the Most High, If he oppos'd; and, with ambitious aim Against the throne and monarchy of God,
Rais'd impious war in heaven, and battle proud, With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from the etherial sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down
To bottomless perdition, there to dwell
In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms. Nine times the space that measures day and night To mortal men, he with his horrid crew Lay vanquish'd, rolling in the fiery gulf, Confounded, though immortal; but his doom Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness, and lasting pain Torments him: Round he throws his baleful eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay, Mix'd with obdurate pride and stedfast hate : At once, as far as angels ken, he views The dismal situation waste and wild; A dungeon horrible on all sides round
As one great furnace flam'd: yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Serv'd only to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell; hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever burning sulphur unconsum'd : Such place eternal justice had prepar'd
For those rebellious; here their prison ordain'd In utter darkness, and their portion set
As far remov'd from God and light of heaven As from the center thrice to the utmost pole. O, how unlike the place from whence they fell! There the companions of his fall, o'erwhelm'd With floods and whirlwinds of tempestuous fire, He soon discerns, and, weltering by his side, One next himself in power, and next in crime, Long after known in Palestine, and nam'd Beëlzebub. To whom the Arch Enemy, And thence in heaven call'd Satan, with bold words Breaking the horrid silence, thus began :
If thou beest he; But O, how fallen! how chang'd From him, who in the happy realms of light, Cloth'd with transcendent brightness, didst outshine Myriad's though bright! if he whom mutual league, United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise, Join'd with me once, now misery hath join'd In equal ruin! into what pit thou seest, From what highth fallen; so much the stronger prov'd He with his thunder: and till then who knew The force of those dire arms? yet not for those, Nor what the potent victor in his rage Can else inflict, do I repent, or change, (Though chang'd in outward lustre) that fix'd mind, And high disdain from sense of injur'd merit,
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