Over the vex'd abyss, following the track “ Fair daughter, and thou son and grand-child both; Of Satan to the self-same place where he High proof ye now have given to be the race First lighted from his wing, and landed safe Of Satan, (for I glory in the name, From out of Chaos, to the outside bare Antagonist of Heaven's Almighty King.) Of this round world: with pins of adamant Amply have merited of me, of all And chains they made all fast, too fast they made The infernal empire, that so near Heaven's door And durable! And now in little space Triumphal with triumphal act have met, The confines met of empyréan Heaven, Mine, with this glorious work; and made one realm, And of this world; and, on the left hand, Hell Hell and this world, one realm, one continent With long reach interpos'd ; three several ways Of easy thoroughfare. Therefore, while I In sight, to each of these three places led. Descend through darkness, on your road with ease, And now their way to Earth they had descried, To my associate powers, them to acquaint To Paradise first lending; when, behold! With these successes, and with them rejoice ; Satan, in likeness of an angel bright, You two this way, among these numerous orbs, Betwixt the Centaur and the Scorpion steering All yours, right down to Paradise descend ; His zenith, while the Sun in Aries rose : There dwell, and reign in bliss; thence on the Earth Disguis'd he came; but those his children dear Dominion exercise and in the air, Their parent soon discern’d, though in disguise. Chiefly on Man, sole lord of all declar'd; He, after Eve seduc'd, unminded slunk Him first make sure your thrall, and lastly kill. Into the wood fast by; and, changing shape, My substitutes I send ye, and create To observe the sequel, saw his guileful act Plenipotent on Earth, of matchless might By Eve, though all unweeting, seconded Issuing from me: on your joint vigor now Upon her husband ; saw their shame that sought My hold of this new kingdom all depends, Vain covertures; but when he saw descend Through Sin to Death expos'd by my exploit. The Son of God to judge them, terrified If your joint power prevail, the affairs of Hell He fed ; not hoping to escape, but shun No detriment need fear; go, and be strong!" The present; fearing, guilty, what his wrath So saying, he dismiss'd them; they with speed Might suddenly inflict; that past, return'd Their course through thickest constellations held, By night, and listening where the hapless pair Spreading their bane ; the blasted stars look'd wan Sat in their sad discourse, and various plaint, And planets, planet-struck, real eclipse Thence gather'd his own doom ; which understood Then suffer'd. The other way Satan went down Not instant, but of future time, with joy The causey to Hell-gate : on either side And tidings fraught, to Hell he now return'd; Disparted Chaos over-built exclaim'd, And at the brink of Chaos, near the foot And with rebounding surge the bars assail'd, Of this new wondrous pontifice, unhop'd That scorn'd his indignation : through the gate, Met, who to meet him came, his offspring dear. Wide open and unguarded, Satan pass'd, Great joy was at their meeting, and at sight And all about found desolate ; for those, Of that stupendous bridge his joy increas'd. Appointed to sit there, had left their charge, Long he admiring stood, till Sin, his fair Flown to the upper world; the rest were all “O parent, these are thy magnific deeds, Of Pandemonium; city and proud seat There kept their watch the legions, while the grand My heart, which by a secret harmony In council sat, solicitous what chance As when the Tartar from his Russian foe, Retires; or Bactrian Sophi, from the horns Of Turkish crescent, leaves all waste beyond To Tauris or Casbeen: so these, the late Many a dark league, reduc'd in careful watch Within Hell-gates till now; thou us empower'd Round their metropolis ; and now expecting To fortify thus far, and overlay, Each hour their great adventurer, from the search With this portentous bridge, the dark abyss. Of foreign worlds; he through the midst unmark'd, Thine now is all this world; thy virtue hath won In show plebeian angel militant What thy hands builded not; thy wisdom gain'd Of lowest order, pass'd; and from the door With odds what war hath lost, and fully aveng'd of that Plutonian hall, invisible Our foil in Heaven; here thou shalt monarch reign, Ascended his high throne ; which, under state There didst not; there let him still victor sway, of richest texture spread, at the upper end As battle hath adjudg'd; from this new world Was plac'd in regal lustre. Down awhile Retiring, by his own doom alienated ; He sat, and round about him saw, unseen: And henceforth monarchy with thee divide At last, as from a cloud, his fulgent head Of all things, parted by the empyreal bounds, And shape star-bright appear'd, or brighter; clad His quadrature, from thy orbicular world ; With what permissive glory since his fall Or try thee now more dangerous to his throne." Was left him, or false glitter: all amaz'd Whom thus the prince of darkness answer'd glad. At that so sudden blaze, the Stygian throng Bent their aspéct, and whom they wish'd beheld, With complicated monsters head and tail, Engender'd in the Pythian vale or slime, Huge Python, and his power no less he seem'd I call ye, and declare ye now; return'd Above the rest still to retain; they all Successful beyond hope, to lead ye forth Him follow'd, issuing forth to the open field, Triumphant out of this infernal pit Where all yet left of that revolted rout, Abominable, accurs'd, the house of woe, Heaven-fall'n, in station stood or just array ; Sublime with expectation when to see | They saw, but other sight instead! a crowd They felt themselves, now changing ; down their arms, Of horrible confusion; over which Down fell both spear and shield ; down they as fast; By Sin and Death broad way now is pav'd And the dire hiss renew'd, and the dire form To expedite your glorious march ; but I Catch'd, by contagion; like in punishment. Toild out my uncouth passage, forc'd to ride As in their crime. Thus was the applause they meant, The untractable abyss, plung d in the womb Turn'd to exploding hiss, triumph to shame Of unoriginal Night and Chaos wild; Cast on themselves from their own mouths. There That, jealous of their secrets, fiercely oppos’d stood My journey strange, wiih clamorous uproar A grove hard by, sprung up with this their change, Protesting Fate supreme; thence how I found His will who reigns above, to aggravate The new created world, which fame in Heaven Their penance, laden with fair fruit, like that Long had foretold, a fabric wonderful Which grew in Paradise, the bait of Eve Of absolute perfection! therein Man Usd by the tempter: on that prospect strange Plac'd in a Paradise, by our exíle Their earnest eyes they fix'd, imagining Made happy: him by fraud I have seduc'd For one forbidden tree a multitude From his Creator; and, the more to increase Now ris'n, to work them further woe or shame; Your wonder, with an apple ; he, thereat Yet, parch'd with scalding thirst and hunger fierce, Offended, worth your laughter! hath given up Though to delude them sent, could not abstain; Both his beloved Man and all his world, But on they roll'd in heaps, and up the trees To Sin and Death a prey, and so to us, Climbing, sat thicker than the snaky locks Without our hazard, labor, or alarm; That curld Megæra: greedily they pluck'd To range in, and to dwell, and over Man The fruitago fair to sight, like that which grew To rule, as over all he should have rul'd. Near that bituminous lake where Sodom flam'd : True is, me also he hath judg’d, or rather This more delusive, not the touch, but taste Me not, but the brute serpent in whose shape Deceiv'd: they, fondly thinking to allay Man I deceiv'd: that which to me belongs Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit Is enmity, which he will put between Chew'd bitter ashes, which the offended taste Me and mankind; I am to bruise his heel; With spattering noise rejected : oft they assay'd, His seed, when is not set, shall bruise my head : Hunger and thirst constraining ; drugg’d as oft, A world who would not purchase with a bruise, With hatefullest disrelish writh'd their jaws, Or much more grievous pain ?-Ye have the account With soot and cinders fill'd ; so oft they fell Of my performance: what remains, ye gods, Into the same illusion, not as Man (plagu'd But up, and enter now into full bliss ?" Whom they triumph'd once laps’d. Thus were they So having said, awhile he stood, expecting And worn with famine, long and ceaseless hiss, Their universal shout and high applause, Till their lost shape, permitted, they resum'd ; To fill his ear; when, contrary, he hears Yearly enjoin’d, some say, to undergo On all sides, from innumerable tongues, This annual humbling certain number'd days, A dismal universal hiss, the sound To dash their pride, and joy, for Man seduc'd. Of public scorn ; he wonder'd, but not long However, some tradition they dispers'd Had leisure, wondering at himself now more ; Among the Heathen, of their purchase got, His visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare ; And fabled how the serpent, whom they call'd His arms clung to his ribs; his legs entwining Ophion, with Eurynome, the wideEach other, till supplanted down he fell Encroaching Eve perhaps, had first the rule A monstrous serpent on his belly prone, Of high Olympus; thence by Saturn driven Reluctant, but in vain; a greater power And Ops, ere yet Dictean Jore was born. Now ruled him, punish'd in the shape he sinn'd, Meanwhile in Paradise the hellish pair According to his doom : he would have spoke, Too soon arriv'd ; Sin, there in power before, But hiss for hiss return'd with forked tongue Once actual; now in body, and to dwell To forked tongue; for now were all transform'd Habitual habitant; behind her Death, Alike, to serpents all, as accessories Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet To his bold riot : dreadful was the din On his pale horse : to whom Sin thus began. of hissing through the hall, thick swarming now Second of Satan sprung, all-conquering Death I 2 What think'st thou of our empire now, though earn'dIn sextile, square, and trine, and opposite, Of noxious efficacy, and when to join Whom thus the Sin-born monster answer'd soon. Which of them rising with the Sun, or falling, * To me, who with eternal famine pine, Should prove tempestuous; to the winds they set Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven; Their corners, when with bluster to confound There best, where most with ravine I may meet; Sea, air, and shore; the thunder when to roll Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems With terror through the dark aëreal hall. To stuff this maw, this vast unhide-bound corps." Some say he bid his angels turn askance To whom the incestuous mother thus replied. The poles of Earth, twice ten degrees and more “ Thou therefore on these herbs, and fruits, and From the Sun's axle; they with labor push'd flowers, Oblique the centric globe: some say, the Sun Feed first; on each beast next, and fish and fowl; Was bid turn reins from the equinoctial road No homely morsels! and whatever thing Like distant breadth to Taurus with the seven Up to the tropic Crab: thence down amain This said, they both betook them several ways, of seasons to each clime; else had the spring Both to destroy, unimmortal make Perpetual smil'd on Earth with vernant flow'rs, All kinds, and for destruction to mature Equal in days and nights, except to those “See, with what heat these dogs of Hell advance Had rounded still the horizon, and not known 'To waste and havoc yonder world, which I Or east or west; which had forbid the snow So fair and good created; and bad still From cold Estotiland, and south as far Kept in that state, had not the folly of Man Beneath Magellan. At that tasted fruit Let in these wasteful furies, who impute The Sun, as from Thyestean banquet, turnd Folly to me; so doth the prince of Hell His course intended ; else, how had the world And his adherents, that with so much ease Inhabited, though sinless, more than now, I suffer them to enter and possess Avoided pinching cold and scorching heat? Like change on sea and land ; sideral blast, Corrupt and pestilent: now, from the north Of Norumbega, and the Samoed shore, And know not that I call'd, and drew them thither, Bursting their brazen dungeon, arm'd with ice, My Hell-hounds, 10 lick up the draft and filth And snow, and hail, and stormy gust and flaw, Which Man's polluting sin with taint hath shed Boreas, and Cæcias, and Argestes loud, On what was pure; till cramm'd and gorg'd, nigh And Thrascias, rend the woods, and seas upturn, burst With adverse blast upturns them from the south With suck'd and glutted offal, at one sling Notus, and Afer black with thunderous clouds of thy victorious arm, well pleasing Son, From Serraliona; thwart of these, as fierce, Both Sin, and Death, and yawning Grave, at last, Forih rush the Lévant and the Ponent winds, Through Chaos hurl'd, obstruct the mouth of Hell Eurus and Zephyr, with their lateral noise, For ever, and seal up his ravenous jaws. Sirocco and Libecchio. Thus began Daughter of Sin, among the irrational He ended, and the heavenly audience loud Beast now with beast 'gan war, and fowl with fowl, Sung Halleluiah, as the sound of seas, And fish with fish: to graze the herb all leaving, Through multitude that sung: “ Just are thy ways, Devour'd each other; nor stood much in awe Righteous are thy decrees on all thy works ; of man, but fled him: or, with countenance grim, Who can extenuate thee? Next, to the Son, Glar'd on him passing. These were from without Destin'd Restorer of mankind, by whom The growing miseries, which Adam saw New Heaven and Earth shall to the ages rise, Already in part, though hid in gloomiest shade, Or down from Heaven descend."-Such was their To sorrow abandon'd, but worse felt within ; song i And, in a troubled sea of passion tost, Thus to disburden sought with sad complaint. The glory of that glory, who now become Of happiness —Yet well, if here would end All that I eat or drink, or shall beget, Is propagated curse. O voice, once heard Strange contradiction, which to God himself Impossible is held ; as argument For anger's sake, finite to infinite, Who of all ages to succeed, but, feeling In punish's Man, to satisfy his rigor, The evil on him brought by me, will curse Satisfied never? That were to extend My head? Ill fare our ancestor impure, His sentence beyond dust and Nature's law: For this we may thank Adam! but his thanks By which all causes else, according still Shall be the execration: so, besides To the reception of their matter, act; Mine own that bide upon me, all from me Not to the extent of their own sphere. But say Shall with a fierce reflux on me rebound; That death be not one stroke, as I suppos'd, Bereaving sense, but endless misery To perpetuity :-Ay me! that fear Comes thundering back with dreadful revolution Are found eternal, and incorporate both; Posterity stands curs’d: fair patrimony That I must leave ye, sons ! O, were I able All I receiv'd; unable to perform To waste it all myself, and leave ye none ! Thy terms too hard, by which I was to hold So disinherited, how would you bless The good I sought not. To the loss of that, Me, now your curse! Ah, why should all mankind Sufficient penalty, why hast thou added For one man's fault, thus guiltless be condemnd, The sense of endless woes? Inexplicable If guiltless ? But from me what can proceed, Thy justice seems; yet, to say truth, too late But all corrupt; both mind and will deprav'd I thus contest; then should have been refus d Not to do only, but to will the same Those terms, whaiever, when they were propos'd: With me? How can they then acquitted stand Thou didst accept them: wilt thou enjoy the good, In sight of God? Him, after all disputes, Then cavil the conditions? and, though God Forc'd I absolve: all my evasions vain, Made thee without thy leave, what if thy son And reasonings, though through mazes, lead me still Prove disobedient; and, reprov'd, retort, But to my own conviction : first and last · Wherefore didst thou beget me? I sought it not :' On me, me only, as the source and spring Wouldst thou admit for his contempt of thee Of all corruption, all the blame lights due; That proud excuse? yet him not thy election, So might the wrath! fond wish! couldst thou support But natural necessity, begot. That burden, heavier than the Earth to bear; God made thee of choice his own, and of his own Than all the world much heavier, though divided To serve him; thy reward was of his grace; With that bad woman? Thus, what thou desir'st, Thy punishment then justly is at his will. And what thou fear'st, alike destroys all hope Be it so, for I submit; his doom is fair, Of refuge, and concludes thee miserable That dust I am, and shall to dust return : Beyond all past example and futúre ; O welcome hour whenever! Why delays To Satan only like both crime and doom. His hand to execute what his decree O Conscience! into what abyss of fears Fix'd on this day? Why do I overlive? And horrors hast thou driven me; out of which Why am I mock'd with death, and lengthen'd out I find no way, from deep to deeper plung'd !" To deathless pain? How gladly would I meet Thus Adam to himself lamented loud, Mortality my sentence, and be earth Through the still night; not now, as ere Man fell, Insensible! How glad would lay me down Wholesome, and cool, and mild, but with black air As in my mother's lap! There I should rest Accompanied; with damps, and dreadful gloom; And sleep secure; his dreadful voice no more Which to his evil conscience represented Would thunder in my ears; no fear of worse All things with double terror : on the ground To me, and to my ollspring, would torment me Outstretch'd he lay, on the cold ground; and oft With cruel expectation. Yet one doubt Curs'd his creation ; Death as oft accus'd Pursues me still, lest all I cannot die; Of tardy execution since denounc'd Lest that pure breath of life, the spirit of Man The day of his offence. “Why comes not Death,” Which God inspir’d, cannot together perish Said he, “ with one thrice-acceptable stroke With this corporeal clod; then, in the grave, To end me? Shall Truth fail to keep her word, Or in some other dismal place, who knows Justice Divine not hasten to be just ? But I shall die a living death? O thought But Death comes not at call; Justice Divine Horrid, if true! Yet why? It was but breath Mends not her slowest pace for prayers or cries. Of life that sinn'd; what dies but what had life O woods, O fountains, hillocks, dales, and bowers! And sin? The body properly hath neither. With other echo late I taught your shades All of me then shall die : let this appease To answer, and resound far other song."The doubt, since human reach no further knows. Whom thus afflicted when sad Eve beheld For though the Lord of all be infinite, Desolate where she sat, approaching nigh, Is his wrath also ? Be it, Man is not so, Soft words to his fierce passion she assay'd: But mortal doom'd. How can he exercise But her with stern regard he thus repell’d. Wrath without end on Man, whom death must end? “Out of my sight, thou serpent! That name best Can he make deathless death? That were to make Befits thee with him leagu'd, thyself as false And hateful; nothing wants, but that thy shape, Acknowledg’d and deplor'd in Adam wrought Like his, and color serpentine, may show Commiseration : soon his heart relented Thy inward fraud ; to warn all creatures from thee Towards her, his life so late, and sole delight, Henceforth; lest that too heavenly form, pretended Now at his feet submissive in distress ; To hellish falsehood, snare them! But for thee Creature so fair his reconcilement seeking, I had persisted happy; had not thy pride His counsel, whom she had displeas'd, his aid : And wandering vanity, when least was safe, As one disarm'd, his anger all he lost, Rejected my forewarning, and disdain'd And thus with peaceful words uprais'd her soon. Not to be trusted ; longing to be seen, Unwary, and too desirous, as before, Though by the Devil himself; him overweening So now of what thou know'st not, who desir'st To over-reach; but, with the serpent meeting, The punishment all on thyself; alas ! Fool'd and beguild; by him thou, I by thee, Bear thine own first, ill able to sustain To trust thee from my side; imagin'd wise, His full wrath, whose thou feel'st as yet least part, Constant, mature, proof against all assaults; And my displeasure bearist so ill. If prayers And understood not all was but a show, Could alter high decrees, I to that place Rather than solid virtue; all but a rib Would speed before thee, and be louder heard, Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, That on my head all might be visited; More to the part sinister, from me drawn; Thy frailty and infirmer sex forgiven, Well if thrown out, as supernumerary To me committed, and by me expos'd. To my just number found. O! why did God, But rise ;-let us no more contend, nor blame Creator wise, that peopled highest Heaven Each other, blam'd enough elsewhere; but strive With spirits masculine, create at last In offices of love, how we may lighten This novelty on Earth, this fair defect Each other's burthen, in our share of woe; Of Nature, and not fill the world at once Since this day's death denounc'd, if aught I see, With men, as angels, without feminine ; Will prove no sudden, but a slow-pac'd, evil ; Or find some other way to generate A long day's dying to augment our pain, Mankind ? This mischief had not then befall'n, And to our seed (O hapless seed!) deriv'd." And more that shall befall; innumerable To whom thus Eve, recovering heart, replied. Found so erroneous; thence by just event Thy love, the sole contentment of my heart By parents; or his happiest choice too late Living or dying, from thee I will not hide Shall meet, already link'd and wedlock-bound What thoughts in my unquiet breast are risen, To a fell adversary, his hate or shame; Tending to some relief of our extremes, Which infinite calamity shall cause Or end; though sharp and sad, yet tolerable. To human life, and household peace confound." As in our evils, and of easier choice. He added not, and from her turn'd; but Eve, If care of our descent perplex us most, By Death at last; and miserable it is, and thus proceeded in her plaint. Our own begotten, and of our loins to bring It lies, yet ere conception, to prevent Childless thou art, childless remain: so Death Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress, Shall be deceiv'd his glut, and with us two And with desire to languish without hope, With like desire ; which would be misery And torment less than none of what we dread: On me already lost, me than myself Then, both ourselves and seed at once to free More miserable! Both have sinn'd; but thou From what we fear for both, let us make short, Against God only; I against God and thee; Let us scek Death ;-or, he not found, supply And to the place of judgment will return, With our own hands his office on ourselves : There with my crimes importune Heaven; that all Why stand we longer shivering under fears, The sentence, from thy head remov'd, may light That show no end but death, and have the power On me, sole cause to thee of all this woe; Of many ways to die the shortest choosing, Me, me only, just object of his ire !" Destruction with destruction to destroy ?”— She ended weeping; and her lowly plight, She ended here, or vehement despair Immovable, till peace obtain’d from fanit Broke off the rest: so much of death her thoughts |