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Hell could no longer hold us in her bounds,


Nor this un voyageable gulf obscure

Detain from following thy illustrious track.
Thou hast atchiev'd our liberty, confin'd
Within Hell-gates till now, thou us impower'd
To fortify thus far, and overlay

With this portentous bridge the dark abyss.


Thine now is all this world; thy virtue hath won
What thy hands builded not, thy wisdom gain'd
With odds what war hath lost, and fully' aveng'd
Our foil in Heav'n; here thou shalt monarch reign,
There didst not; there let him still victor sway, 376
As battle hath adjudg'd, from this new world
Retiring, by his own doom alienated,
And henceforth monarchy with thee divide
Of all things parted by th' empyreal bounds,
His quadrature, from thy orbicular world,
Or try thee now more dang'rous to his throne.

WHOM thus the Prince of darkness answer'd glad.
Fair Daughter, and thou Son and Grandchild both,
High proof ye now have giv'n to be the race
Of Satan, (for glory in the name,



Antagonist of Heav'n's almighty king)

Amply have merited of me, of all

Th infernal empire, that so near Heav'n's door

Triumphal with triumphal act have met,


Mine with this gloricus work, and made one realm

Hell and this world, one realm, one continent

Of easy thorough-fare. Therefore while I
Descend through darkness, on your road with ease,

To my associate Pow'rs, them to acquaint
With these successes, and with them rejoice,
You two this way, among these numerous orbs
All yours, right down to Paradise descend;

There dwell and reign in bliss, thence on the earth
Dominion exercise and in the air,



Chiefly on Man, sole lord of all declar'd,

Him first make sure your thrall, and lastly kill.
My substitutes I send ye, and create

Plenipotent on earth, of matchless might

Issuing from me: on your joint vigour now
My hold of this new kingdom all depends,
Through Sin to Death expos'd by my exploit.
If your joint pow'r prevail, th' affairs of Hell
No detriment need fear; go and be strong.

So saying he dismiss'd them; they with speed
Their course through thickest constellations held,
Spreading their bane; the blasted stars look'd wan,
And planet-struck, real eclipse



Then suffer'd. Th' other way Satan went down
The causey to Hell-gate; on either side


Disparted Chaos over-built exclaim'd,

And with rebounding surge the bars assail'd,
That scorn'd his indignation: through the gate
Wide open and unguarded, Satan pass'd,
And all about found desolate; for those


Appointed to sit there, had left their charge,
Flown to the upper world; the rest were all
Far to th' inland retir'd, about the walls
Of Pandemonium, city and proud seat

Of Lucifer, so by allusion call'd,

Of that bright star to Satan paragon'd.

There kept their watch the legions, while the Grand

In council sat, solicitous what chance


Might intercept their emp'ror sent; so he

Departing gave command, and they observ'd.


As when the Tartar from his Russian foe
Py Astracan over the snowy plains
Retires, or Bactrian Sophi from the horns

Of Turkish crescent, leaves all waste beyond
The realm of Aladule, in his retreat


To Tauris or Casbeen: So these the late

Heav'n banish'd host, left desert utmost Hell

Many a dark league, reduc'd in careful watch

Round their metropolis, and now expecting

Each hour their great adventurer from the search 440 Of foreign worlds: he through the midst unmask'd,

In show plebeian Angel militant

Of lowest order, pass'd; and from the door

Of that Plutonian hall, invisible

Ascended his high throne, which under state
Of richest texture spread, at th' upper end
Was plac'd in regal lustre. Down a while
He sat, and round about him saw unseen:
At last as from a cloud his fulgent head


And shape star bright appear'd, or brighter, clad 450 With what permissive glory since his fall

Was left him, or false glitter : All amaz'd

At that so sudden blaze the Stygian throng

Bent their aspect, and whom they wish'd beheld,

Their mighty chief return'd: loud was th' acclaim:
Forth rush'd in haste the great consulting peers,


Rais'd from their dark Divan, and with like joy

Congratulant approach'd him, who with hand

Silence, and with these words attention won.

THRONES, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers,

For in possession such, not only' of right,


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1 call ye and declare ye now, return'd
Successful beyond hope, to lead ye forth
Triumphant out of this infernal pit
Abominable, accurs'd, the house of woe,
And dungeon of our tyrant; now possess,


As Lords, a spacious world, to' our native Heaven

Little inferior, by my adventure hard

With peril great atchiev'd. Long were to tell

What I have done, what suffer'd, with what pain 470
Voyag'd th' unreal, vast, unbounded deep

Of horrible confusion, over which

By Sin and Death a broad way now is pav'd
To expedite your glorious march; but I
Toil'd out my uncouth passage, forc'd to ride
Th' untractable abyss, plung'd in the womb
Of unoriginal Night and Chaos wild,
That jealous of their secrets fiercely' oppos'd
My journey strange, with clamorous uproar
Protesting Fate supreme; thence how I found
The new-created world, which fame in Heaven
Long had foretold, a fabric wonderful

Of absolute perfection, therein Man

Plac'd in a Paradise, by our exile



Made happy: Him by fraud I have seduc'd
From his Creator, and the more to' increase
Your wonder, with an apple; he thereat
Offended, worth your laughter, hath giv'n up
Both his beloved Man and all his world,
To Sin and Death a prey, and so to us,
Without our hazard, labour, or alarm,

To range in, and to dwell, and over Man
To rule, as over all he should have rul'd.
True is, me also he hath judg'd, or rather
Me not, but the brute serpent in whose shape
Man I deceiv'd: that which to me belongs,
Is enmity, which he will put between
Me and mankind; I am to bruise his heel;




His seed, when is not set, shall bruise my head;
A world who would not purchase with a bruise,
Or much more grievous pain? Ye have th' account
Of my performance: What remains, ye Gods,
But up and enter now into full bliss?


So having said, a while he stood, expecting

Their universal shout and high applause
To fill his ear, when contrary he hears
On all sides, from innumerable tongues
A dismal universal hiss, the sound

Of public scorn; he wonder'd, but not long
Had leisure, wond'ring at himself now more';
His visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare,
His arms clung to his ribs, his legs intwining
Each other, till supplanted down he fell
A monstrous serpent on his belly prone,



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