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Then sweet, now sad to mention, through dire change So wide they stood, and like a furnace mouth
Befall'n us, unforeseen, unthought of; know, Cast forth redounding smoke and ruddy Name.
I come no enemy, but to set free

Before their eyes in sudden view appear
From out this dark and dismal house of pain The secrets of the hoary deep; a dark
Both him and thee, and all the heavenly host Illimitable ocean, without bound,
Of spirits, that, in our just pretences arm'd, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and
Fell with us from on high: from them I go

This uncouth errand sole ; and one for all And time, and place, are lost; where eldest Night
Myself expose, with lonely steps to tread

And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold
The unsounded deep, and through the void immense Eternal anarchy, amidst the noise
To search with wondering quest a place foretold Of endless wars, and by confusion stand.
Should be, and, by concurring signs, ere now For Hot, Cold, Moist, and Dry, four champions
Created vast and round, a place of bliss

In the purlieus of Heaven, and therein plac'd Strive here for mastery, and to battle bring
A race of upstart creatures, to supply

Their embryon atoms; they around the flag
Perhaps our vacant room; though more remov'd, Of each his faction, in their several clans,
Lest Heaven, surcharg'd with potent multitude, Light-arm'd or heavy, sharp, smooth, swist, or slow
Might hap to move new broils. Be this or aught Swarm populous, unnumber'd as the sands
Than this more secret now design'd, I haste Of Barca or Cyrene's torrid soil,
To know; and, this once known, shall soon return, Levied to side with warring winds, and poise
And bring ye to the place where thou and Death Their lighter wings. To whom these most adhere
Shall dwell at ease, and up and down unseen He rules a moment: Chaos umpire sits,
Wing silently the buxom air, irnbalm'd

And by decision more embroils the fray
With odors: there ye shall be fed and fillid By which he reigns: next him high arbiter
Immeasurably; all things shall be your prey." Chance governs all. Into this wild abyss,
He ceas'd, for both seem'd highly pleas’d, and The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave,

Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,
Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear But all these in their pregnant causes mix'd
His famine should be fill'd; and blest his maw Confus’dly, and which thus must ever fight,
Destin'd to that good hour: no less rejoic'd Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain
His mother bad, and thus bespake her sire. His dark materials to create more worlds ;
“The key of this infernal pit by due,

Into this wild abyss the wary fiend
And by command of Heaven's all-powerful King, Stood on the brink of Hell, and look'd a while,
I keep, by him forbidden to unlock

Pondering his voyage: for no narrow frith
These adamantine gates ; against all force He had to cross. Nor was his ear less peal'd
Death ready stands to interpose his dart,

With noises loud and ruinous, (to compare
Fearless to be o'ermatch'd by living might. Great things with small,) that when Bellona storms
But what owe I to his commands above

With all her battering engines bent to rase
Who hates me, and hath hither thrust me down Some capital city; or less than if this frame
Into this gloom of Tartarus profound,

Of Heaven were falling, and these elements
To sit in hateful office here confin'd,

In mutiny had from her axle torn
Inhabitant of Heaven, and heavenly-born, The stedfast Earth. At last his sail-broad vans
Here in perpetual agony and pain,

He spreads for flight, and in the surging smoke
With terrors and with clamors compass'd round Uplifted spurns the ground; thence many a league,
Of mine own brood, that on my bowels feed ? As in a cloudy chair, ascending rides
Thou art my father, thou my author, thou Audacious; but, that seat soon failing, meets
My being gay'st me; whom should I obey A vast vacuity: all unawares
But thee? whom follow? thou wilt bring me soon Fluttering his pennons vain, plumb down he drops
To that new world of light and bliss, among Ten thousand fathoms deep; and to this hour
The gods who live at ease, where I shall reign Down had been falling, had not by ill chance
At thy right hand voluptuous, as beseems The strong rebuff of some tumultuous cloud,
Thy daughter and thy darling, without end." Instinct with fire and nitre, hurried him

Thus saying, from her side the fatal key, As many miles aloft: that fury stay'd,
Sad instrument of all our woe, she took ;

Quench'd in a boggy Syrtis, neither sea,
And, towards the gate rolling her bestial train, Nor good dry land: nigh founder'd on he fares,
Forth with the huge portcullis high up-drew, Treading the crude consistence, half on foot,
Which but herself, not all the Stygian powers Half Aying; behoves him now both oar and sail.
Could once have mov'd; then in the key-hole As when a gryphon, through the wilderness

With winged course, o'er hill or moory dale,
The intricate wards, and every bolt and bar Pursues the Arimaspian, who by stealth
Of massy iron or solid rock with ease

Had from his wakeful custody purloin'd
Unfastens. On a sudden open fly

The guarded gold: so eagerly the fiend
With impetuous recoil and jarring sound O'er bog, or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or
The infernal doors, and on their hinges grate

Harsh thunder, that the lowest bottom shook With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way,
Of Erebus. She open'd, but to shut

And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies ;
Excell'd her power; the gates wide open stood, At length a universal hubbub wild
That with extended wings a banner'd host, Of stunning sounds, and voices all confus'd,
Under spread ensigns marching, might pass through Borne through the hollow dark, assaults his ear
With horse and chariots rank'd in loose array ; With loudest vehemence: thither he plies,


Undaunted to meet there whatever power
Or spirit of the nethermost abyss

Might in that noise reside, of whom to ask
Which way the nearest coast of darkness lies
Bordering on light; when straight behold the


Of Chaos, and his dark pavilion spread
Wide on the wasteful deep: with him enthron'd
Sat sable-vested Night, eldest of things,
The consort of his reign; and by them stood
Orcus and Ades, and the dreaded name
Of Demogorgon! Rumor next and Chance,
And Tumult and Confusion all embroil'd,
And Discord with a thousand various mouths.
To whom Satan turning boldly, thus: Ye powers
And spirits of this nethermost abyss,
Chaos and ancient Night, I come no spy,
With purpose to explore or to disturb
The secrets of your realm; but, by constraint
Wandering this darksome desert, as my way
Lies through your spacious empire up to light,
Alone, and without guide, half lost, I seek
What readiest path leads where your gloomy bounds
Confine with Heaven; or if some other place,
From your dominion won, the ethereal King
Possesses lately, thither to arrive

I travel this profound: direct my course;
Directed, no mean recompense it brings
To your behoof, if I that region lost,
All usurpation thence expell'd, reduce
To her original darkness, and your sway,
(Which is my present journey) and once more
Erect the standard there of ancient Night:
Yours be the advantage all, mine the revenge."
Thus Satan; and him thus the Anarch old,
With faltering speech and visage incompos'd,
Answer'd. "I know thee, stranger, who thou art,
That mighty leading angel, who of late
Made head against Heaven's King, though over-

I saw and heard: for such a numerous host
Fled not in silence through the frighted deep,
With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,
Confusion worse confounded; and Heaven-gates
Pour'd out by millions her victorious bands
Pursuing. I upon my frontiers here
Keep sidence: if all I can will serve
That little which is left so to defend,
Encroach'd on still through your intestine broils
Weakening the sceptre of old Night: first Hell,
Your dungeon, stretching far and wide beneath;
Now lately Heaven and Earth, another world,
Hung o'er my realm, link'd in a golden chain
To that side Heaven from whence your legions

If that way be your walk, you have not far; So much the nearer danger; go, and speed; Havoc, and spoil, and ruin, are my gain."

He ceas'd; and Satan staid not to reply, But, glad that now his sea should find a shore, With fresh alacrity, and force renew'd, Springs upward, like a pyramid of fire, Into the wild expanse, and, through the shock Of fighting elements, on all sides round Environ'd, wins his way; harder beset And more endanger'd, than when Argo pass'd Through Bosporus, betwixt the justling rocks! Or when Ulysses on the larboard shunn'd Charybdis, and by the other whirlpool steer'd. So he with difficulty and labor hard

Mov'd on, with difficulty and labor he;
But, he once past, soon after, when man fell,
Strange alteration! Sin and Death amain
Following his track, such was the will of Heaven,
Pav'd after him a broad and beaten way
Over the dark abyss, whose boiling gulf
Tamely endur'd a bridge of wondrous length,
From Hell continued reaching the utmost orb
Of this frail world; by which the spirits perverse
With easy intercourse pass to and fro
To tempt or punish mortals, except whom
God, and good angels, guard by special grace.
But now at last the sacred influence

Of light appears, and from the walls of Heaven
Shoots far into the bosom of dim Night
A glimmering dawn: here Nature first begins
Her farthest verge, and Chaos to retire
As from her outmost works a broken foe
With tumult less, and with less hostile din,
That Satan with less toil, and now with ease
Wafts on the calmer wave by dubious light,
And, like a weather-beaten vessel, holds
Gladly the port, though shrouds and tackle torn;
Or in the emptier waste, resembling air,
Weighs his spread wings, at leisure to behold
Far off the empyreal Heaven, extended wide
In circuit, undetermin'd square or round,
With opal towers and battlements adorn'd
Of living sapphire, once his native seat;
And fast by, hanging in a golden chain,
This pendent world, in bigness as a star
Of smallest magnitude close by the Moon.
Thither, full fraught with mischievous revenge,
Accurs'd, and in a cursed hour he hies.



God, sitting on his throne, sees Satan flying towards this world, then newly created; shows him to the Son, who sat at his right hand; foretells the success of Satan in perverting mankind; clears his own justice and wisdom from all imputation, having created Man free, and able enough to have withstood his tempter; yet declares his purpose of grace towards him, in regard he fell not of his own malice, as did Satan, but by him seduced. The Son of God renders praises to his Father for the manifestation of his gracious purpose towards Man: but God again declares, that grace cannot be extended towards Man without the satisfaction of divine justice: Man hath offended the majesty of God by aspiring to godhead, and therefore, with all his progeny, devoted to death, must die, unless some one can be found sufficient to answer for his offence, and undergo his punishment. The Son of God freely offers himself a ransom for Man: the Father accepts him, ordains his incarnation, pronounces his exaltation above all names in Heaven and Earth; commands all the angels to adore him: They obey, and hymning to their harps in full quire, celebrate the Father and the Son. Meanwhile Satan alights upon the bare convex of this world's outermost orb; where wandering, he first finds a place, since called the Limbo of Vanity: what persons and things fly up thither: thence comes



to the gate of Heaven, described ascending by About him all the sanctities of Heaven
stairs, and the waters above the firmament that Stood thick as stars, and from his sight received
flow about it: his passage thence to the orb of Beatitude past utterance; on his right
the Sun; he finds there Uriel, the regent of that The radiant image of his glory sat,
orb, but first changes himself into the shape of His only Son; on earth he first beheld
a mcaner angel; and, pretending a zealous desire Our two first parents, yet the only two
to behold the new creation, and Man whom Of mankind, in the happy garden plac'd,
God had placed here, inquires of him the place Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love,
of his habitation, and is directed: alights first on Uninterrupted joy, unrivall'd love,
mount Niphates.

In blissful solitude; he then survey'd

Hell and the gulf between, and Satan there
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven, first-born, Coasting the wall of Heaven on this side Night
Or of the Eternal coeternal beam

In the dun air sublime, and ready now
May I express thee unblam’d? since God is light, To stoop with wearied wings, and willing feet,
And never but in unapproached light

On the bare outside of this world, that seem'd
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,

Firm land imbosom'd without firmament,
Bright efluence of bright essence increate. Uncertain which, in ocean or in air.
Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Him God beholding from his prospect high,
Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the Sun, Wherein past, present, future, he beholds,
Before the leavens thou wert, and at the voice Thus to his only Son foreseeing spake.
Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest

“Only begotten Son, seest thou what rage The rising world of waters dark and deep, Transports our adversary? whom no bounds Won from the void and formless infinite.

Prescrib'd, no bars of Hell, nor all the chains
Thee I revisit now with bolder wing,

Heap'd on him there, nor yet the main abyss
Escap'd the Stygian pool, though long detain'd Wide interrupt, can hold ; so bent he seems
In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight On desperate revenge, that shall redound
Through utter and through middle darkness borne, Upon his own rebellious head. And now,
With other notes than to the Orphéan lyre, Through all restraint broke loose, he wings his way
I sung of Chaos and eternal Night;

Not far off Heaven, in the precincts of light,
Taught by the heavenly Muse to venture down Directly towards the new-created world,
The dark descent, and up to reascend,

And Man there plac'd, with purpose to essay
Though hard and rare : thee I revisit safe, If him by force he can destroy, or, worse,
And feel thy sovran vital lamp; but thou

By some false guile pervert; and shall pervert;
Revisitst not these eyes, that roll in vain

For Man will hearken to his glozing lies
To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn; And easily transgress the sole command,
So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Sole pledge of his obedience : so will fall
Or dim suflusion veil'd. Yet not the more He and his faithless progeny. Whose fault?
Ceasc I to wander, where the Muses haunt Whose but his own? Ingrate, he had of me
Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, All he could have; I made him just and right,
Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
Thee, Sion, and the flowery brooks beneath, Such I created all the ethereal powers
That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, And spirits, both them who stood, and them who
Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget

'Those other two equall'd with me in fate, Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.
So were I equall'd with them in renown,

Not free, what proof could they have given sincere Blind Thamyris, and blind Mæonides,

of true allegiance, constant faith, or love, And Tiresias, and Phineus, prophets old :

Where only what they needs must do appear'd,
Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Not what they would ? what praise could they re-
Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird

Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid What pleasure I from such obedience paid,
Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year When will and reason (reason also is choice)
Seasons return; but not to me returns

Useless and vain, of freedom both despoil'd,
Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Made passive both, had serv'd necessity,
Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Not me? They therefore, as to right belong'd,
Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine ; So were created, nor can justly accuse
But cloud instead, and ever-during dark

Their maker, or their making, or their fate,
Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men As if predestination over-rul'd
Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair Their will, dispos'd by absolute deeree
Presented with a universal blank

Or high foreknowledge; they themselves decreed
of Nature's works to me expung'd and ras'd, Their own revolt, not I; if I foreknew,
And wisdom at one entrance quite shut out. Foreknowledge had no influence on their fault,
So much the rather thou, celestial Light,

Which had no less prov'd certain unforeknown.
Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers So without least impulse or shadow of fate,
Irradiate; there plant eyes, all mist from thence Or aught by me immutably foreseen,
Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell They trespass, authors to themselves in all
Of things invisible to mortal sight.

Both what they judge, and what they choose ;
Now had the Almighty Father from above,
From the pure empyréan where he sits

I form'd them free: and free they must remain,
High thron'd above all height, bent down his eye Till they enthral themselves; I else must change
His own works and their works at once to view: | Their nature, and revoke the high decree

for so

Unchangeable, eternal, which ordain'd
Their freedom; they themselves ordain'd their fall.
The first sort by their own suggestion fell,
Self-tempted, self-deprav'd: Man falls, deceiv'd
By the other first: Man therefore shall find grace,
The other none: in mercy and justice both,
Through Heaven and Earth, so shall my glory
But mercy, first and last, shall brightest shine."
Thus while God spake, ambrosial fragrance

All Heaven, and in the blessed spirits elect
Sense of new joy ineffable diffus'd.
Beyond compare the Son of God was seen
Most glorious in him all his Father shone
Substantially express'd; and in his face
Divine compassion visibly appear'd,
Love without end, and without measure grace,
Which uttering, thus he to his Father spake :

"O Father, gracious was that word which clos'd
Thy sovran sentence, that Man should find grace;
For which both Heaven and Earth shall high extol
Thy praises, with the innumerable sound
Of hymns and sacred songs, wherewith thy throne
Encompass'd shall resound thee ever blest.
For should Man finally be lost, should Man,
Thy creature late so lov'd, thy youngest son,
Fall circumvented thus by fraud, though join'd
With his own folly? That be from thee far,
That far be from thee, Father, who art judge
Of all things made, and judgest only right.
Or shall the adversary thus obtain

My umpire, Conscience; whom if they will hear,
Light after light, well us'd they shall attain,
And to the end, persisting, safe arrive.
This my long sufferance, and my day of grace,
They who neglect and scorn, shall never taste
But hard be harden'd, blind be blinded more,
That they may stumble on, and deeper fall;
And none but such from mercy I exclude.
But yet all is not done; Man disobeying,
Disloyal, breaks his fealty, and sins
Against the high supremacy of Heaven,
Affecting godhead, and, so losing all,
To expiate his treason hath nought left,
But to destruction sacred and devote,
He, with his whole posterity, must die,
Die he, or justice must; unless for him
Some other able, and as willing, pay
The rigid satisfaction, death for death.
Say, heavenly powers, where shall we find such
Which of ye will be mortal, to redeem
Man's mortal crime, and just the unjust to save?
Dwells in all Heaven charity so dear?"

His end, and frustrate thine? shall he fulfil
His malice, and thy goodness bring to nought,
Or proud return though to his heavier doom,
Yet with revenge accomplish'd, and to Hell
Draw after him the whole race of mankind,
By him corrupted? or wilt thou thyself
Abolish thy creation, and unmake
For him, what for thy glory thou hast made?
So should thy goodness and thy greatness both
Be question'd and blasphem'd without defence."

To whom the great Creator thus replied.
"O Son, in whom my soul hath chief delight,
Son of my bosom, Son who art alone
My word, my wisdom, and effectual might,
All hast thou spoken as my thoughts are, all
As my eternal purpose hath decreed:
Man shall not quite be lost, but sav'd who will;
Yet not of will in him, but grace in me
Freely vouchsaf'd; once more I will renew
His lapsed powers, though forfeit, and enthrall'd
By sin to foul exorbitant desires;
Upheld by me, yet once more he shall stand
On even ground against his mortal foe;
By me upheld, that he may know how frail
His fall'n condition is, and to me owe
All his deliverance, and to none but me.
Some I have chosen of peculiar grace,
Elect above the rest; so is my will:
The rest shall hear me call, and oft be warn'd
Their sinful state, and to appease betimes
The incensed Deity, while offer'd grace
Invites; for I will clear their senses dark,
What may suffice, and soften stony hearts
To pray, repent, and bring obedience due.
To prayer, repentance, and obedience due,
Though but endeavor'd with sincere intent,
Mine ear shall not be slow, mine eye not shut.
And I will place within them as a guide,

He ask'd, but all the heavenly quire stood mute, And silence was in Heaven: on Man's behalf Patron or intercessor none appear'd,

Much less that durst upon his own head draw
The deadly forfeiture, and ransom set.
And now without redemption all mankind
Must have been lost, adjudg'd to Death and Hell
By doom severe, had not the Son of God,
In whom the fulness dwells of love divine,
His dearest mediation thus renew'd.

"Father, thy word is past, Man shall find grace;
And shall grace not find means, that finds her way,
The speediest of thy winged messengers,
To visit all thy creatures, and to all
Comes unprevented, unimplor'd, unsought?
Happy for Man, so coming; he her aid
Can never seek, once dead in sins, and lost;
Atonement for himself, or offering meet,
Indebted and undone, hath none to bring:
Behold me then; me for him, life for life
I offer; on me let thine anger fall;
Account me Man; I for his sake will leave
Thy bosom, and this glory next to thee
Freely put off, and for him lastly die
Well pleas'd; on me let Death wreak all his rage
Under his gloomy power I shall not long
Lie vanquish'd; thou hast given me to possess
Life in myself for ever; by thee I live,
Though now to Death I yield, and am his due
All that of me can die: yet, that debt paid,
Thou wilt not leave me in the loathsome grave
His prey, nor suffer my unspotted soul
For ever with corruption there to dwell;
But I shall rise victorious, and subdue
My vanquisher, spoil'd of his vaunted spoil;
Death his death's wound shall then receive, and

Inglorious, of his mortal sting disarm'd.
I through the ample air in triumph high
Shall lead Hell captive, maugre Hell, and show
The powers of darkness bound. Thou, at the

Pleas'd, out of Heaven shalt look down and smile,
While, by thee rais'd, I ruin all my foes,
Death last, and with his carcass glut the grave.
Then, with the multitude of my redeem'd,
Shall enter Heaven, long absent, and return,

Father, to see thy face, wherein no cloud

Bad men and angels; they, arraign'd, shall sink Of anger shall remain, but peace assur'd

Beneath thy sentence; Hell, her numbers full, And reconcilement; wrath shall be no more Thenceforth shall be for ever shut. Meanwhile Thenceforth, but in thy presence joy entire." The world shall burn, and from her ashes spring

His words here ended, but his meek aspect New Heaven and Earth, wherein the just shall Silent yet spake, and breath'd immortal love

dwell, To mortal men, above which only shone

And after all their tribulations long, Filial obedience: as a sacrifice

See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds, Glad to be offer'd, he attends the will

With joy and love triumphing, and fair truth. Of his great Father. Admiration seiz'd

Then thou thy regal sceptre shalt lay by, All Heaven, what this might mean, and whither For regal sceptre then no more shall need, tend,

God shall be all in all. But, all ye gods, Wondering ; but soon the Almighty thus replied. Adore him, who to compass all this dies:

“O thou in Heaven and Earth the only peace Adore the Son, and honor him as me." Found out for mankind under wrath! O thou No sooner had the Almighty ceas'd, but all My sole complacence! well thou know'st how dear The multitude of angels, with a shout 'To me are all my works, nor Man the least, Loud as from numbers without number, sweet Though last created; that for him I spare As from blest voices, uttering joy, Heaven rung 'Thee from my bosom and right hand, to save, With jubilee, and loud Hosannas fill'd By losing thee awhile, the whole race lost. The eternal regions: lowly reverent Thou, therefore, whom thou only canst redeem, Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground Their nature also to thy nature join;

With solemn adoration down they cast And be thyself man among men on Earth, Their crowns inwove with amarant and gold; Made flesh, when time shall be, of virgin seed, Immortal amarant, a flower which once By wonderous birth: be thou in Adam's room In Paradise, fast by the tree of life, The head of all mankind, though Adam's son. Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence As in him perish all men, so in thee,

To Heaven remov'd where first it grew, there grows, As from a second root, shall be restor'd

And nowers aloft shading the fount of life, As many as are restor’d, without thee none. And where the river of bliss through midst of His crime makes guilty all his sons; thy inerit,

Heaven Imputed, shall absolve them who renounce Rolls o'er Elysian flowers her amber stream: Their own both righteous and unrighteous deeds, With these that never fade the spirits elect And live in thee transplanted, and from thee Bind their resplendent locks inwrenth'd with beams Receive new light. So man, as is most just, Now in loose garlands thick thrown off, the bright Shall satisfy for man, be judg’d and die,

Pavement, that like a sea of jasper shone, And dying rise, and rising with him raise Impurpled with celestial roses smil'd. His brethren, ransom'd with his own dear life. Then, crown'd again, their golden harps they took, So heavenly love shall ourdo hellish hate, Harps ever tun'd, that glittering by their side Giving to death, and dying to redeem,

Like quivers hung, and with preamble sweet So dearly to redeem what hellish hate

Of charming symphony they introduce So easily destroy'd, and still destroys

Their sacred song, and waken raptures high ; In those who, when they may, accept not grace. No voice exempt, no voice but well could join Nor shalt thou, by descending to assume

Melodious part, such concord is in Heaven.
Man's nature, lessen or degrade thine own.

Thee, Father, first they sung Omnipotent,
Because thou hast, though thron'd in highest bliss Immutable, Immortal, Infinite,
Equal to God, and equally enjoying

Eternal King; thee Author of all being,
Godlike fruition, quitted all, to save

Fountain of light, thyself invisible A world from utter loss, and hast been found Amidst the glorious brightness where thou sit'st By merit more than birthright Son of God, Thron'd inaccessible, but when thou shad'st Found worthiest to be so by being good,

The full blaze of thy beams, and, through a cloud Far more than great or high; because in thee Drawn round about thee like a radiant shrine, Love hath abounded more than glory abounds, Dark with excessive bright thy skirts appear, Therefore thy humiliation shall exalt

Yet dazzle Heaven, that brightest seraphim With thee thy manhood also to this throne; Approach not, but with both wings veil their eyes. Here shalt thou sit incarnate, here shalt reign Thee next they sang of all creation first, Both God and Man, Son both of God and Man, Begotten Son, Divine Similitude, Anointed universal King: all power

In whose conspicuous countenance, without cloud I give thee; reign for ever, and assume

Made visible, the Almighty Father shines, Thy merits; under thee, as head supreme, Whom else no creature can behold; on thee Thrones, princedoms, powers, dominions, I reduce: Impress'd the effulgence of his glory abides, All knees to thee shall bow, of them that bide Transfus'd on thee his ample Spirit rests. In Heaven, or Earth, or under Earth in Hell. He Heaven of Heavens and all the powers therein When thou, attended gloriously from Heaven, By thee created ; and by thee threw down Shalt in the sky appear, and from thee send The aspiring dominations : thou that day Thy summoning arch-angels to proclaim Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare, Thy dread tribunal: forthwith from all winds Nor stop thy flaming chariot-wheels, that shook The living, and forth with the cited dead

Heaven's everlasting frame, while o'er the necks of all past ages, to the general doom

Thou drov’st of warring angels disarray'd. Shall hasten; such a peal shall rouse their sleep. Back from pursuit thy powers with loud acclaim Then, all thy saints assembled, thou shalt judge Thce only extoll'd, Son of thy Father's might,

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