Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth
After soft showers; and sweet the coming on
Of grateful evening mild: then silent night,
With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon
And these the gems of heaven, her starry train-
But neither breath of morn, when she ascends
With charm of earliest birds; nor rising sun
On this delightful land; nor herb, fruit, flower,
Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers;
Nor grateful evening mild; nor silent night,
With this her solemn bird; nor walk by moon,
Or glittering star-light, without thee, is sweet!"

Satan's Address to the Sun.

"O thou, that, with surpassing glory crown'd Look'st from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world!-at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminish'd heads !-to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, O sun! to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere, 'Till pride and worse ambition threw me down Warring in heaven against heaven's matchless King! Ah! wherefore? he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence; and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard. What could be less than to afford him praise, The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks, How due! yet all his good proved ill in me, And wrought but malice; lifted up so high, I disdain'd subjection, and thought one step higher Would set me highest, and in a moment quit The debt immense of endless gratitudeSo burdensome still paying, still to owe !— Forgetful what from him I still received; And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and discharged; what burden then? Oh, had his powerful destiny ordain'd

Me some inferior angel, I had stood

van bat?
Then happy; no unbounded hope had raised morta
Ambition. Yet why not? some other power.eu sidl
As great, might have aspired; and me, though mean,
Drawn to his part: but other powers as great
Fell not, but stand unshaken; from within
Or from without, to all temptations arm'd.
Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand?
Thou hadst whom hast thou then or what to accuse,
But heaven's free love dealt equally to all?

Be then his love accursed! since, love or hate
To me alike, it deals eternal woe!

Nay, cursed be thou! since, against his; thy will
Chose freely what it now so justly rues.
Me miserable! which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath, and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell! myself am hell!
And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep
Still threatening to devour me opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven!
Oh, then, at last relent! is there no place
Left for repentance? none for pardon left?
None left but by submission: and that word
Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame
Among the spirits beneath, whom I seduced
With other promises and other vaunts
Than to submit, boasting I could subdue-
The Omnipotent! Ay me! they little know
How dearly I abide that boast so vain ;
Under what torments inwardly I groan,
While they adore me on the throne of hell.
With diadem and sceptre high advanced,
The lower still I fall; only supreme
In misery-Such joy ambition finds!
But say I could repent, and could obtain,
By act of grace, my former state-how soon

Would height recall high thoughts; how soon unsay
What feign'd submission swore ! Ease would recant
Vows made in pain, as violent and void→→→→
For never can true reconcilement grow,

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Where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep/ Which would but lead me to a worse relapsed

And heavier fall; so should I purchase dear
Short intermission bought with double smart!
This knows my punisher; therefore as far
From granting, he-as I, from begging, peace!
All hope excluded thus, behold, instead
Of us out-cast! exiled! his new delight,
Mankind, created, and for him this world.
So farewell hope! and with hope, farewell fear!
Farewell remorse! all good to me is lost;
Evil, be thou my good! by thee, at least
Divided empire with heaven's King I hold ;
By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign,
As man ere long, and this new world, shall know!"

Adam's Account of Himself with regard to his Creation. "For man to tell how human life began

Is hard; for who himself beginning knew?
'Desire with thee still longer to converse
Induced me. As new-waked from soundest sleep,
Soft on the flowery herb I found me laid,
In balmy sweat; which with his beams the sun
Soon dried, and on the reeking moisture fed.
Straight toward heaven my wondering eyes I turn'd,
And gazed awhile the ample sky; till raised
By quick instinctive motion, up I sprung,
As thitherward endeavouring, and upright
Stood on my feet: about me round I saw
Hill, dale, and shady woods, and sunny plains,
And liquid lapse of murmuring streams; by these,
Creatures that lived and moved, and walk'd or flew ;
Birds on the branches warbling; all things smiled;
With fragrance, and with joy my heart o'erflow'd!
Myself I then perused, and limb by limb

Survey'd; and sometimes went, and sometimes ran
With supple joints, as lively vigour led:
But who I was, or where, or from what cause,
Knew not. To speak I tried, and forthwith spake ;
My tongue obey'd, and readily could name
Whate'er I saw. Thou sun,' said I, 'fair light!
And thou, enlighten'd earth! so fresh and gay,
Ye hills, and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains,

And ye that live and move, fair creatures! tell,
Tell, if ye saw, how I came thus ?-how here ?'”

Contest between Satan and Gabriel.

Why has thou Satan, broke the bounds prescribed To thy transgression, and disturb'd the charge Of others, who approve not to transgress By thy example, but have power and right To question thy bold entrance on this place— Employ'd, it seems, to violate sleep, and those Whose dwelling God hath planted here in bliss ?"

To whom thus Satan with contemptuous brow:
“Gabriel, thou hadst in heaven the esteem of wise,
And such I held thee; but this question ask'd
Puts me in doubt. Lives there who loves his pain?
Who would not, finding way, break loose from hell,
Though thither doom'd? Thou wouldst thyselfno doubt,
And boldly venture to whatever place

Farthest from pain, where thou might'st hope to change
Torment with ease, and soonest recompense
Dole with delight; which in this place I sought:
To thee no reason, who know'st only good,
But evil hast thou tried: and wilt object
His will who bound us? Let him surer bar
His iron gates, if he intends our stay
In that dark durance: Thus much was ask'd.
The rest is true; they found me where they say;
But that implies not violence or harm.”

Thus he in scorn. The warlike angel moved,
Disdainfully half-smiling, thus replied:
"Oh! loss of one in heaven to judge of wise,
Since Satan fell, whom folly overthrew !
And now returns him from his prison 'scaped,
Gravely in doubt whether to hold them wise
Or not, who ask what boldness brought him hither
Unlicensed from his bounds in hell prescribed.
So wise he judges it to fly from pain,

However, and to 'scape his punishment.

So judge thou still, presumptuous! till the wrath,
Which thou incurr'st by flying, meet thy flight
Sevenfold, and scourge that wisdom back to hell,

Which taught thee yet no better that no pain
Can equal anger infinite provoked!

But wherefore thou alone? wherefore with thee
Came not all hell broke loose? is pain to them
Less pain, less to be fled; or thou than they
Less hardy to endure? Courageous chief!
The first in flight from pain! hadst thou alleged
To thy deserted host this cause of flight,
Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive."

To which the fiend thus answer'd, frowning stern: "Not that I less endure or shrink from pain, Insulting angel! well thou know'st I stood Thy fiercest, when in battle to thy aid The blasting vollied thunder made all speed, And seconded thy else not dreaded spear. But still thy words at random, as before, Argue thy inexperience what behoves From hard assays and ill successes past A faithful leader; not to hazard all Through ways of danger by himself untried: I therefore, I alone! first undertook To wing the desolate abyss, and spy This new-created world, whereof in hell Fame is not silent, here in hope to find Better abode, and my afflicted powers To settle here on earth, or in mid air— Though for possession put to try once more What thou and thy gay legions dare against; Whose easier business were to serve their Lord High up in heaven, with songs to hymn his throne, And practised distances to cringe-not fight !"

O name,

To whom the warrior-angel soon replied:
"To say, and straight unsay-pretending first
Wise to fly pain, professing next the spy-
Argues no leader, but a liar traced,
Satan! And couldst thou faithful add!
O sacred name of faithfulness profaned !
Faithful to whom? to thy rebellious crew?
Army of fiends! fit body to fit head!
Was this your discipline and faith engaged,
Your military obedience, to dissolve

Allegiance to the acknowledged Power supreme?