THE ARCHANGEL RAPHAEL RELATES TO ADAM THE REBELLION AND OVERTHROW OF THE APOSTATE ANGELS.
"As yet this world was not: and Chaos wild
Reign'd where these Heavens now roll, where Earth now Upon her centre pois'd; when on a day,
For time, though in eternity, applied
To motion, measures all things durable
By present, past, and future; on such day,
As Heaven's great year brings forth, the empyreal host
Of angels, by imperial summons call'd,
Innumerable, before the Almighty's throne,
Forthwith from all the ends of Heaven appear'd,
Under their hierarchs, in order bright; Ten thousand thousand ensigns high advanced, Standards and gonfalons, 'twixt van and rear Stream in the air, and for distinction serve Of hierarchies, of orders, and degrees; Or, in their glittering tissues, bear imblazed Holy memorials, acts of zeal and love Recorded eminent. Thus, when in orbs Of circuit inexpressible they stood, Orb within orb, the Father infinite,
By whom, in bliss imbosom'd, sat the Son, Amidst, as from a flaming mount, whose top Brightness had made invisible, thus spake.
'Hear all ye Angels, progeny of light,
Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers, Hear my decree, which unrevoked shall stand This day I have begot whom I declare
My only Son, and on this holy hill
Him have anointed, whom ye now behold At my right hand: your Head I him appoint; And by myself have sworn, to him shall bow
All knees in Heaven, and shall confess him Lord: Under his great vicegerent-reign abide United, as one individual soul,
For ever happy: him who disobeys, Me disobeys, breaks union, and that day, Cast out from God and blessed vision, falls Into utter darkness, deep ingulf'd, his place Ordain'd, without redemption, without end.'
"So spake the Omnipotent, and with his words All seem'd well pleased; all seem'd, but were not all. That day, as other solemn days, they spent In song and dance, about the sacred hill; Mystical dance, which yonder starry sphere Of planets and of fix'd, in all her wheels, Resembles nearest, mazes intricate, Eccentric, intervolved, yet regular, Then most, when most irregular they seem;
And, in their motions, harmony divine
So smoothes her charming tones, that God's own ear Listens delighted. Evening now approach'd,
For we have also our evening and our moru;
We ours, for change delectable, not need;
Forthwith, from dance to sweet repast they turn
Desirous; all in circles as they stood,
Tables are set, and on a sudden piled,
With angels' food; and rubied nectar flows In pearl, in diamond, and massy gold,
Fruit of delicious vines, the growth of Heaven. On flowers reposed, and with fresh flowrets crown'd They eat, they drink, and, in communion sweet, Quaff immortality and joy, secure
Of surfeit, where full measure only bounds
Excess, before the all-bounteous King, who shower'd With copious hand, rejoicing in their joy.
Now when ambrosial night, with clouds exhaled From that high mount of God, whence light and shade Spring both, the face of brightest Heaven had chang'd To grateful twilight; for night comes not there In darker veil; and roseate dews disposed All but the unsleeping eyes of God to rest; Wide over all the plain, and wider far Than all this globose earth, in plain outspread, Such are the courts of God, the angelic throng, Dispersed in bands and files, their camp extend By living streams, among the trees of life, Pavilions numberless, and sudden rear'd Celestial tabernacles, where they slept
Fann'd with cool winds; save those, who in their course, Melodious hymns about the sovereign throne Alternate, all night long. But not so waked Satan, so call him now, his former name Is heard no more in Heaven; he, of the first, If not the first arch-angel, great in power, In favour and pre-eminence, yet fraught With envy against the Son of God, that day Honour'd by his great Father, and proclaim'd Messiah, King anointed, could not bear,
Through pride, that sight, and thought himself impair'd Deep malice thence conceiving, and disdain,
Soon as midnight brought on the dusky hour,
Friendliest to sleep and silence, he resolv'd, With all his legions, to dislodge, and leave Unworshipp'd, unobey'd, the throne supreme, Contemptuous; and his next subordinate Awakening, thus to him in secret spake.
"Sleep'st thou, companion dear, what sleep can close Thy eye-lids? and remember'st what decree
Of yesterday, so late hath pass'd the lips
Of Heaven's Almighty? Thou to me thy thoughts Wast wont, I mine to thee was wont to impart ; Both waking we were one; how then can now
Thy sleep dissent? New laws thou seest impos'd; New laws from him who reigns, new minds may raise In us who serve; new counsels, to debate
What doubtful may ensue; more in this place To utter is not safe. Assemble thou,
Of all those myriads which we lead, the chief; Tell them, that by command, ere yet dim night Her shadowy cloud withdraws, I am to haste, And all who under me their banners wave, Homeward, with flying march, where we possess The quarters of the north; there to prepare Fit entertainment, to receive our King, The great Messiah, and his new commands; Who speedily, through all the hierarchies, Intends to pass triumphant, and give laws."" "So spake the false arch-angel, and infused Bad influence into the unwary breast Of his associate: he together calls,
Or several one by one, the regent powers, Under him regent; tells, as he was taught, That the Most High, commanding, now ere nig! t, Now ere dim night had disincumber'd Heaven, The great hierarchal standard was to move; Tells the suggested cause, and casts between Ambiguous words and jealousies, to sound Or taint integrity: but all obey'd The wonted signal, and superior voice Of their great potentate; for great indeed His name, and high was his degree in Heaven: His countenance, as the morning star that guides The starry flock, allured them, and with lies Drew after him the third part of Heaven's host. Meanwhile the eternal eye, whose sight discerns Abstrusest thoughts, from forth his holy mount, And from within the golden lamps, that burn Nightly before him, saw, without their light, Rebellion rising, saw in whom, how spread Among the sons of morn, what inultitudes Were banded to oppose his high decree : And, smiling, to his only Son thus said:
"Son, thou in whom my glory I behold In full resplendence, heir of all my might, Nearly it now concerns us to be sure Of our omnipotence, and, with what arms We mean to hold, what anciently we claim Of deity or empire; such a foe
Is rising, who intends to erect his throne Equal to ours, throughout the spacious north; Nor so content, hath in his thought to try, In battle, what our power is, or our right. Let us advise, and to this hazard draw With speed what force is left, and all employ In our defence, lest unawares we lose
This our high place, our sanctuary, our hill.'
"To whom the Son, with calm aspéct and clear, Lightning divine, ineffable, serene,
Made answer. 'Mighty Father, thou thy foes Justly hast in derision, and, secure,
Laugh'st at their vain designs, and tumults vain Matter to me of glory, whom their hate Illustrates; when they see all regal power Given me, to quell their pride, and in event Know, whether I be dextrous to subdue Thy rebels, or be found the worst in Heaven.' "So spake the Son; but Satan with his powers Far was advanced, on winged speed, an host Innumerable, as the stars of night,
Or stars of morning, dew-drops, which the sun Impearls on every leaf, and every flower. Regions they pass'd, the mighty regencies Of seraphim, and potentates, and thrones, In their triple degrees; regions to which All thy dominion, Adam, is no more Than what this garden is to all the earth, And all the sea, from one entire globose Stretch'd into longitude; which having pass'd, At length, into the limits of the north They came; and Satan to his royal seat High on a hill, far blazing, as a mount
Raised on a mount, with pyramids and towers, From diamond quarries hewn, and rocks of gold, The palace of great Lucifer, so call That structure, in the dialect of men Interpreted, which not long after, he, Affecting all equality with God, In imitation of that mount, whereon Messiah was declar'd, in sight of Heaven, The mountain of the congregation call'd For thither he assembled all his train, Pretending, so commanded, to consult About the great reception of their King, Thither to come; and, with calumnious art
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