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Their planaetry motions and aspects
In sextile, square, and trine, and opposite
Of noxious efficacy, and when to join
In fynod unbenign ; and taught the fix'd
Their influence malignant when to shower,
Which of them rising with the sun, or falling,
Should prove tempestuous : to the winds they set
Their corners, when with bluster to confound
Sea, air, and shore; the thunder when to roll,
With terror through the dark aeriel hall.
Some say, he bid his angels turn ascanse
The poles of earth twice ten degrees and more
From the sun's Axle, they with labour push'd 670
Oblique the centric globe; fome say the sun
Was bid turn reins from th' equinoctial road
Like distant breath to Taurus with the seven
Atlantic Sisters, and the Spartan Twins
Up to the Tropic Crab ; thence down amain
By Leo, and the Virgin, and the Scales,
As deep as Capricorn, to bring in change
Of seasons to each clime; else had the spring
Perpetual smild on earth with verdant flowers,
Equal in days and nights, except to those

Beyond the polar circles ; to them day
Had unbenighted fhone, while the low sun,
To recompense his distance, in their fight
Had rounded still th' horizon, and not known
Or east or west, which had forbid the snow
From cold Eltotiland, and south as far
Beneath Magellan. At that tasted fruit
The sun, as from Thyestean banquet, turn'd
His course intended ; elle how had the world
Inhabited; though sinless, more than now, 690
Avoided pinching cold and scorching heat ?
These changes in the heav'n's, though Now, produc’d
Like change on sea and land, fideral blast,
Vapour, and mist, and exhalation hot,
Corrupt and peftilent : now from the north
Of Norembega, and the Samoed shore,
Buriting their brazen dungeon, arm’d with ice,



And snow, and hail, and stormy guit, and fiaw,
Boreas, and Cäcias, and Argestes loud,
And Thrascias rend the woods, and seas upturn; 700
With adverse blast upturns them from the south
Notus and Afer, black with thund'rous clouds,
From Serraliona; thwart of these as fierce
Forth rush the Levant and the Ponent winds,
Eurus and Zephyr, with their lateral noise, 705
Sirocco and Libecchio. Thus began
Outrage from lifeless things; but Discord first,
Daughter of Sin, among the irrational,
Death introduc'd through fierce antipathy : 709
Beast now with beast 'gan war, and fowl with fowl,
And fish with filh; to graze the herb all leaving,
Devour'd each other; nor stood much in awe
Of man, but fled him, or with count’nance grim
Glar'd on him pasling. Thele were from without
The growing miseries which Adam saw

Already in part, though hid in gloomielt fhade,
To sorrow abandon’d, but worse felt within,
And in a troubled sea of passion tost,
Thus to disburden fought with sad complaint.
O miserable of happy! is this the end

720 of this new glorious world, and me so late The glory of that glory, who now become Accurs'd of blessed, hide me from the face Of God, whom to behold was then my height Of happiness! yet, well, if here would end 725 The misery; I deserv'd it, and would bear My own deservings ; but this will not serve ; All that I eat or drink, or shall beget, Is propagated curse, O voice once heard Delightfully, Increase and multiply.

730 Now death to hear! tor' what can I increase Or multiply, but curses on my head ? Who of all ages to succeed, but feeling The evil on him brought by me, will curse My head? Il fare our ancestor impure,

73,5 For this we may thank Adam; but his thinks Shall be the execration; so besides

Mine own, that bide upon me, all from me
Shall with a fierce reflux on me redound,
On me as on their natural centre light

Heavy, though in their place. O fleeting joys
Of Paradise, dear bought with latting woes !
Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay
To mould me man, did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me, or here place 745
In this delicious garden? As my will
Concurr'd not to iny being, it were but right
And equal to reduce me to my duft,
Defirous to reign and render back
All I receiv’d, unable to perform

Thy terms, too hard, by which I was to hold
The good I fought not. To the loss of that,
Sutficient penalty, why halt thou added
The sense of endless woes ? Inexplicable
Thy justice seems; y-t, to lay truth, too late 755
I thus contest; then should have been refus'd
Thote terms whatever, when they were propos d :
Thou didit accept them : wilt thou enjoy the good,
Then cavil the conditions ? ani though God
Made thee without thy leave, what it thy son 760
Prove disobedient, and reprov'd, retort,
Wherefore didst thou beget me? I sought it not :
Wouldlt thou admit for his contempt of thee
That proud excuse ? yet him not thy election,
But natural necessity, begot.

God made thee of choice his own, and of his own
To serve him; thy reward was of his grace,
Thy punishment then justly is at his will.
Be it so, for I submit; his doom is fair,
That duft I am, and thall to duit return:

O welcome hour whenever! Why delays
His hand to execure what his decree
Fix'd on this day? why do I overlive,
Why am I mock'd with death, and lengtheni'd out
To deathless pain? how gladly would I meet 775
Mortality, my sentence, and be earth
Insensible, how glad would lay me down

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As in my mother's lap! there I should rest
Anu ileep iicure; his dreadful voice no more
Would thunder in my ears, no fear of worse 7.80
To me and to my offspring would torment me
With cruel expectation. Yet one doubt
Pursues me ftill, left all I cannot die,
Left that


breath of life, the spirit of man
Which God inspir’i, cannot together perish
With this corporeal clol; then in the grave
Or in some other dismal place, who knows
But I shall die a living death? O thought
Horrid, if truel yet why? it was but breath
Of lite that hind; what dies but what had life 790
And fin! the body properly hath neither.
All of me then shall die: let this appeale
The doubi, lince human reach no further knows.
For though the Lord of all be infinite,
Is his writi alio? be it, man is not to,

But mortal room'd. How can he exercise
Wrath without end on man whom death must end?
Can be make deathleis death? that were to make
Strange contradiction, which to God himself
Impossible is held, as argument

Of weakness, not of power. Will he draw out,
For anger's fake, finite to infinite
In punish'd man, to satisfy his rigor,
Siteisty'd never? that were to extend
His fentence beyond duit and Nature's law,
By which all caules elle, according still
To the reception of their matter, act,
Nut to th' extent of their own Iphere. But fay
That death be not one stroke, as I suppos’d
Bereaving fenle, but endlels milery

From this day onward, which I feel begun
Both in me, and without me, and to lait
To perpetuity ? Ay me, that fear
Comes thund'ring back with dreadful revolution

defenceless head; both death and I
Are found eternal, and incorporate both;
Nor I in my part fingle, in me all









ye none !




Pofterity stands curft : fair patrimony
That I must leave ye, fons; O were I able
To waste it all myself, and leave

So disinherited, how would you bless
Me now your curse! Ah, why should all mankind
For one man's fault thus guiltless be condemn’d,
If guiltless? but from me what can proceed,
But all corrupt, both mind and will depravid,
Not to do only, but to will the same
With me? how can they then acquitted stand
In light of God: him after all disputes
Forc'd I absolve : all my evasions vain,
And reasonings, though through mazes, lead me still
But to my own conviction : first and last
On me, me only, as the source and spring
Of all corruption, all the blame lights due;
So might the wrath. Fond wish! couldst thou support
That burden heavier than the earth to bear,
Than all the world much heavier, though divided
With that bad woman? thus what thou desir'it,
And what thou fear'st, alike destroys all hope
Of refuge, and concludes thee miferable
Beyond all past example and future,

840 "To Satan only like both crime and doom. O conscience, into what abyss of fears And horrors halt thou driven me ; out of which I find no way, from deep to deeper plung d !

Thus Adam to himself lamented loud
Through the still night; not now, as ere man fell,
Wholesume and cool, and mild, but with black air
Accompanied, with damps and dreadful gloom,
Which to his evil conscience represented
All things with double terror : on the ground
Outstretch'd he lay, on the cold ground, and oft
Curs'd his creation, Death as oft accus'd
Of tardy execution, fince denounc'd
The day of his offence. Why comes not death,
Said he, with one thrice acceptable stroke
To end me ? Mall Truth fail to keep her word,
Justice divine not haften to be juft?




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