Left for Repentance, none for Pardon left? To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav’n. Still threatning to devour me opens wide, Which way I flie is Hell my self am Hell Nay curs’d be thou since against his thy will Thou hadst: whom hast thou then or what to accuse,īut Heav’ns free Love dealt equally to all?īe then his Love accurst, since love or hate, Hadst thou the same free Will and Power to stand? Or from without, to all temptations arm’d. Then happie no unbounded hope had rais’d Īs great might have aspir’d, and me though meanĭrawn to his part but other Powers as greatįell not, but stand unshak’n, from within So burthensome, still paying, still to ow Īnd understood not that a grateful mind īy owing owes not, but still pays, at once Would set me highest, and in a moment quit I sdeind subjection, and thought one step higher How due! yet all his good prov’d ill in me,Īnd wrought but malice lifted up so high The easiest recompence, and pay him thanks, What could be less then to afford him praise, In that bright eminence, and with his good Warring in Heav’n against Heav’ns matchless King: Till Pride and worse Ambition threw me down I fell, how glorious once above thy Spheare That bring to my remembrance from what state Hide thir diminisht heads to thee I call, īut with no friendly voice, and add thy name Of this new World at whose sight all the Starrs Look’st from thy sole Dominion like the God O thou that with surpassing Glory crownd, Then much revolving, thus in sighs began. Which now sat high in his Meridian Towre: Sometimes towards Heav’n and the full-blazing Sun, Lay pleasant, his grievd look he fixes sad, Sometimes towards Eden which now in his view Worse of worse deeds worse sufferings must ensue. Of what he was, what is, and what must be One step no more then from himself can flyīy change of place: Now conscience wakes despair He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell The Hell within him, for within him Hell His troubl’d thoughts, and from the bottom stirr Now rowling, boiles in his tumultuous brest,Īnd like a devillish Engine back recoiles Yet not rejoycing in his speed, though bold,įar off and fearless, nor with cause to boast,īegins his dire attempt, which nigh the birth Of that first Battel, and his flight to Hell: The Tempter ere th’ Accuser of man-kind, Satan, now first inflam’d with rage, came down, The coming of thir secret foe, and scap’d While time was, our first-Parents had bin warnd Wo to the inhabitants on Earth! that now, Then when the Dragon, put to second rout, Th’ Apocalyps, heard cry in Heaven aloud, O For that warning voice, which he who saw Gabriel drawing forth his Bands of Night-watch to walk the round of Paradise, appoints two strong Angels to Adams Bower, least the evill spirit should be there doing some harm to Adam or Eve sleeping there they find him at the ear of Eve, tempting her in a dream, and bring him, though unwilling, to Gabriel by whom question’d, he scornfully answers, prepares resistance, but hinder’d by a Sign from Heaven, flies out of Paradise. Night coming on, Adam and Eve discourse of going to thir rest: thir Bower describ’d thir Evening worship. Gabriel promises to find him ere morning. Mean while Uriel descending on a Sun-beam warns Gabriel, who had in charge the Gate of Paradise, that some evil spirit had escap’d the Deep, and past at Noon by his Sphere in the shape of a good Angel down to Paradise, discovered after by his furious gestures in the Mount. The Garden describ’d Satans first sight of Adam and Eve his wonder at thir excellent form and happy state, but with resolution to work thir fall overhears thir discourse, thence gathers that the Tree of knowledge was forbidden them to eat of, under penalty of death and thereon intends to found his Temptation, by seducing them to transgress: then leaves them a while, to know further of thir state by some other means. Satan now in prospect of Eden, and nigh the place where he must now attempt the bold enterprize which he undertook alone against God and Man, falls into many doubts with himself, and many passions, fear, envy, and despare but at length confirms himself in evil, journeys on to Paradise, whose outward prospect and scituation is discribed, overleaps the bounds, sits in the shape of a Cormorant on the Tree of life, as highest in the Garden to look about him. 76 John Milton: Paradise Lost (Books 4-6) BOOK 4 THE ARGUMENT
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