His legions, angel-forms, who lay entranced,
Thick as autumnal leaves that strew the brooks
In Vallombrosa, where the Etrurian shades,
High over-arch'd, imbower; or scatter'd sedge
Afloat, when with fierce winds Orion arm'd
Hath vex'd the Red Sea coast, whose waves o'er-
Busiris, and his Memphian chivalry, [threw
While with perfidious hatred they pursued
The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld,
From the safe shore, their floating carcasses,
And broken chariot-wheels: so thick bestrown,
Abject and lost lay these, covering the flood,
Under amazement of their hideous change.
He call'd so loud, that all the hollow deep,
Of Hell resounded: "Princes, Potentates,
Warriors, the flower of Heaven, once yours, now
If such astonishment as this can seize
Eternal Spirits; or have ye chosen this place,
After the toil of battle, to repose
Your wearied virtue, for the ease you find
To slumber here, as in the vales of Heaven?
Or, in this abject posture, have ye sworn
To adore the Conqueror? who now beholds
Cherub and Seraph, rolling in the flood,
With scatter'd arms and ensigns; till anon
His swift pursuers from Heaven-gates discern
The advantage, and, descending, tread us down.
Thus drooping; or, with linked thunderbolts,
Transfix us to the bottom of this gulf.
Awake! arise! or be for ever fallen!" [sprung
They heard, and were abash'd, and up they
Upon the wing; as when men wont to watch
On duty, sleeping found by whom they dread,
Rouse and bestir themselves, ere well awake.
Nor did they not perceive the evil plight
In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;
Yet to their General's voice they soon obey'd;
As when the potent rod
Of Amram's son, in Egypt's evil day,
Waved round the coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud
Of locusts, warping on the eastern wind,
That o'er the realm of impious Pharaoh hung,
Like night, and darken'd all the land of Nile:
So numberless were those bad angels seen
Hovering on wing under the cope of Hell,
"Twixt upper, nether, and surrounding fires;
Till, as a signal given, the uplifted spear
Of their great Sultan, waving to direct
Their course, in even balance down they light
On the firm brimstone, and fill all the plain:
A multitude, like which the populous North
Pour'd never from her frozen loins, to pass
Rhene or the Danaw; when her barbarous sons
Came, like a deluge, on the South, and spread
Beneath Gibraltar to the Lybian sands.
Forthwith, from every squadron, and each band,
The heads and leaders thither haste, where stood
Their great Commander; god-like shapes and forms
Excelling human; princely Dignities;
And Powers that erst in Heaven sat on thrones;
Though of their names in heavenly records now
Be no memorial; blotted out, and rased,
By their rebellion, from the book of life.
Nor had they yet, among the sons of Eve, [earth,
Got them new names: till, wandering o'er the
Through God's high sufferance, for the trial of man,
By falsities and lies, the greatest part
Of mankind they corrupted, to forsake
God their Creator, and the invisible
Glory of Him that made them; to transform
Oft to the image of a brute, adorn'd
With gay religions, full of pomp and gold,
And devils to adore for Deities:
Then were they known to men, by various names,
And various idols, through the Heathen world.
Say, Muse, their names then known, who first, who
Roused from the slumber, on that fiery couch, [last,
At their great Emperor's call, as next in worth,
Came singly, where he stood on the bare strand,
While the promiscuous crowd stood yet aloof.
The chief were those, who, from the pit of Hell,
Roaming to seek their prey on earth, durst fix
Their seats, long after next the seat of God,
Their altars by his altar; (gods adored
Among the nations round;) and durst abide
Jehovah thundering out of Sion, throned
Between the Cherubim : yea, often placed
Within his sanctuary itself, their shrines,
Abominations; and, with cursed things,
His holy rites and solemn feasts profaned;
And with their darkness durst affront his light.
First Moloch, horrid king, besmear'd with blood
Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears;
Though, for the noise of drums and timbrels loud,
Their children's cries unheard, that pass'd through
To his grim idol. Him the Ammonite [fire
Worshipp'd in Rabba and her watery plain,
In Argob and in Basan, to the stream
Of utmost Arnon. Nor content with such
Audacious neighbourhood, the wisest heart
Of Solomon he led, by fraud, to build
His temple, right against the temple of God
On that opprobrious hill; and made his grove
The pleasant valley of Hinnom; Tophet thence
And black Gehenna call'd, the type of Hell.
Next Chemos, the obscene, dread of Moab's sons,
From Aroer to Nebo, and the wild
Of southmost Abarim; in Hesebon
And Horonaim, Seon's realm, beyond
The flowery dale of Sibma, clad with vines,
And Eleälé to the Asphaltic pool:
Peor his other name, when he enticed
Israel, in Sittim, on their march from Nile,
To do him wanton rites, which cost them woe.
Yet thence his lustful orgies he enlarged,
Even to that hill of scandal, by the grove
Of Moloch, homicide; lust hard by hate:
Till good Josiah drove them thence to Hell.
With these came they, who, from the bordering
Of old Euphrates, to the brook that parts [flood
Egypt from Syrian ground, had general names
Of Baälim and Ashtaroth; those male,
These feminine: for Spirits, when they please,
Can either sex assume, or both; so soft
And uncompounded is their essence pure:
Not tied or manacled with joint or limb,
Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones,
Like cumbrous flesh; but, in what shape they & Dilated or condensed, bright or obscure, [choose, Can execute their airy purposes,
And works of love or enmity fulfil.
For those the race of Israel oft forsook
Their living Strength, and unfrequented left
His righteous altar, bowing lowly down
To bestial gods: for which their heads, as low
Bow'd down in battle, sunk before the spear
Of despicable foes. With these in troop
Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians call'd
Astarté, queen of Heaven, with crescent horns:
To whose bright image nightly by the moon,
Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs:
In Sion also not unsung, where stood
Her temple, on the offensive mountain, built
By that uxorious king, whose heart, though large,
Beguiled by fair idolatresses, fell
To idols foul. Thammuz came next behind,
Whose annual wound, in Lebanon, allured
The Syrian damsels to lament his fate,
In amorous ditties, all a summer's day;
While smooth Adonis from his native rock,
Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood
Of Thammuz yearly wounded: the love-tale
Infected Sion's daughters with like heat;
Whose wanton passions, in the sacred porch,
Ezekiel saw when, by the vision led,
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