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Whilom she was the daughter of Locrine,
My sliding chariot stays,
830 That in the channel strays;
900 Who, piteous of her woes, rear'd her lank head, I am here And gave her to his daughters to imbathe
Sp. Goddess dear,
Sabr. Shepherd, 'tis my office best
Thrice upon thy finger's tip
Now the spell hath lost his hold;
920 To aid a virgin, such as was herself,
To wait in Amphitrite's bower.
Sabrina descends, and the Lady rises out of her seat
Sp. Virgin, daughter of Locrine, Listen where thou art sitting
Sprung of old Anchises' line, Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave,
May thy brimmed waves for this
Their full tribute never miss
From a thousand petty rills,
That tumble down the snowy hills :
Summer drought, or singed air,
Never scorch thy tresses fair,
930 Listen, and appear to us,
Thy molten crystal fill with mud; In name of great Oceanus;
May thy billows roll ashore By the Earth-shaking Neptune's mace,
The beryl and the golden ore; And Tethy's grave majestic pace,
May thy losty head be crown'd
With many a tower and terraee round,
And here and there thy banks upon By scaly Triton's winding shell,
With groves of myrrh and cinnamon. And old soothsaying Glaucus' spell,
Come, lady, while Heaven lends us grace, By Leucothea's lovely hands,
Let us fly this cursed place, And her son that rules the strands,
Lest the sorcerer us entice
940 By Thetis' tinsel-slipper'd feet,
With some other new device. And the songs of Syrens sweet,
Not a waste or needless sound, By dead Parthenope's dear tomb,
Till we come to holier ground; And fair Ligea's golden comb,
880 Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks,
I shall be your faithful guide
Through this gloomy covert wide
And not many furlongs thence
Is your father's residence, Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head,
Where this night are met in state
Many a friend to gratulate From thy coral-paven bed,
950 And bridle in thy headlong wave,
His wish'd presence; and beside
All the swains, that there abide, Till thou our summons answer'd have.
Listen, and save.
With jigs and rural dance resort;
We shall catch them at their sport, SABRINA rises, attended by water-nymphs, and sings. Will double all their mirth and cheer :
And our sudden coming there By the rushy-fringed bank,
890 Come, let us haste, the stars grow high, Where grow's the willow, and the ozier dank, But night sits monarch yet in the mid sky.
And from thence can soar as soon The Scene changes, presenting Lwillow town and the To the corners of the Moon. president's castle ; then come in country dancers,
Mortals that would follow me, after them the Attendant Spirit, with the two Love Virtub; she alone is free: Brothers, and the Lady.
She can teach ye how to climb
Higher than the sphery chime;
Or if Virtue feeble were,
The first Book proposes, first in brief, the whole Noble lord, and lady bright,
subject, Man's disobedience, and the loss there. I have brought ye new delight; Here behold so goodly grown
upon of Paradise wherein he was placed: then
touches the prime cause of his fall, the Serpent, Three fair branches of your own;
or rather Satan in the serpent; who, revolting Heaven hath timely tried their youth,
from God, and drawing to his side many legions Their faith, their patience, and their truth, And sent them here through hard assays
of angels, was, by the command of God, driven
out of Heaven, with all his crew, into the great With a crown of deathless praise,
deep. Which action passed over, the poem hastens To triumph in victorious dance
into the midst of things, presenting Satan with his Der sensual Folly and Intemperance.
angels now falling into Hell described here, not
in the center (for Heaven and Earth may be supThe dances [being] ended, the Spirit epiloguizes.
posed as yet not made, certainly not yet accursed) Spir. To the ocean now I fly,
but in a place of utter darkness, fitliest called And those happy climes that lie
Chaos: here Satan with his angels lying on the Where day never shuts his eye,
burning lake, thunder-struck and astonished, after Up in the broad fields of the sky:
a certain space recovers, as from confusion, calls There I suck the liquid air
980 up him who next in order and dignity lay by him: All amidst the gardens fair
they confer of their miserable fall; Satan awakens of Hesperus, and his daughters three
all his legions, who lay till then in the same manThat sing about the golden tree :
ner confounded. They rise; their numbers ; Along the crisped shades and bowers
array of battle; their chief leaders named. accordRevels the spruce and jocund Spring ;
ing to the idols known afterwards in Canaan and The Graces, and the rosy-bosom’d Hours,
the countries adjoining. To these Satan directs Thither all their bounties bring ;
his speech, comforts them with hope yet of regainThere eternal Summer dwells,
ing Heaven, but tells them lastly of a new world And west-winds, with musky wing,
and new kind of creature to be created, according About the cedar'd alleys fling
to an ancient prophecy, or report in Heaven; for, Nard and cassia's balmy smells.
that angels were long before this visible creation, Iris there with humid bow
was the opinion of many ancient Fathers. To Waters the odorous banks, that blow
find out the truth of this prophecy, and what to Flowers of more mingled hue
determine thereon, he refers to a full council. Than her purfled scarf can show;
What his associates thence attempt. PandemoAnd drenches with Elysian dew
nium, the palace of Satan, rises, suddenly built (List, mortals, if your ears be true)
out of the deep: the infernal peers there sit in Beds of hyacinth and roses,
council. Where young Adonis oft reposes, Waxing well of his deep wound
1000 OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit In slumber soft, and on the ground
Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Sadly. sits the Assyrian queen:
Brought death into the world, and all our woe, But far above in spangled sheen
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Celestial Cupid, her fam'd son, advanc'd,
Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,
Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed Make her his eternal bride,
In the beginning, how the Heavens and Earth
Rose out of Chaos : Or, if Sion hill
1010 Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Youth and Joy: so Jove hath sworn.
Fast by the oracle of God; I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues
And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer Cloth'd with transcendent brightness, didst outshire
From what height fall'n, so much the stronger provid That to the height of this great argument
He with his thunder: and till then who knew I may assert eternal Providence,
The force of those dire arms? Yet not for those, And justify the ways of God to men.
Nor what the potent Victor in his roge Say first, for Heaven hides nothing from thy view, Can else inflict, do I repent or change, Nor the deep tract of Hell; say first, what cause Though chang'd in outward lustre, that fix'd mind, Mov'd our grand parents, in that happy state, And high disdain from sense of injur'd merit, Favor'd of Heaven so highly, to fall off
That with the Mightiest rais'd me to contend, From their Creator, and transgress his will And to the fierce contention brought along For one restraint, lords of the world besides ? Innumerable force of spirits arm’d, Who first seluced them to that foul revolt? That durst dislike his reign, and, me preferring, The infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile, His utmost power with adverse power opposd Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceivd In dubious baitle on the plains of Heaven, The mother of mankind, what time his pride And shook his throne. What though the field be Had cast him out from Heaven, with all his host
lost? Of rebel angels; by whose aid, aspiring
All is not lost; the unconquerable will, To set himself in glory above his peers,
And study of revenge, immortal hate. He trusted to have equall’d the Most High, And courage never to submit or yield, If he oppos'd ; and, with ambitious aim
And what is else not to be overcome; Against the throne and monarchy of God, That glory never shall his wrath or might Rais'd impious war in Heaven, and battle proud, Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace With vain attempt. Him the Almighty power, With suppliant knee, and deisy his power Hurld headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, Who from the terror of this arm so late With hideous ruin and combustion, down
Doubted his empire; that were low indeed, To bottomless perdition ; there to dwell
That were an ignominy, and shame beneath In adamantine chains and penal fire,
This downfall: since by fate the strengih of guls Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.
And this empyreal substance cannot fail, Nine times the space that measures day and night Since through experience of this great event To mortal men, he with his horrid crew
In arms not worse, in foresight much advancd, Lay vanquish'd, rolling in the fiery gulf,
We may with more successful hope resolve
Who now triumphs, and, in the excess of joy
So spake the apostate angel, though in pain, Mix'd with obdurate pride and stedfast hate ; Vaunting aloud, but rack'd with deep despair: At once, as far as angels' ken, he views
And him thus answer'd soon his boid compeer The dismal situation, waste and wild ;
“O prince, O chief of many throned powers, A dungeon horrible on all sides round,
That led the embattled seraphim to war As one great furnace flam'd; yet from those flames Under thy conduct, and, in dreadful deeds No light; but rather darkness visible
Fearless, endanger'd Heaven's perpetual kingServ'd only to discover sights of wo,
And put to proof his high supremacy, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace Whether upheld by strength, or chance, or fale And rest can never dwell; hope never comes, Too well I sce, and rue the dire event, That comes to all : but torture without end That with sad overthrow, and foul defeat, Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed
Hath lost us Heaven, and all this mighty host With ever-burning sulphur unconsum'd:
In horrible destruction laid thus low,
As far as gods and heavenly essences
Invincible, and vigor soon returns,
Or do him mightier service as his thralls And thence in Heaven called Satan, with bold words By right of war, whate'er his business be, Breaking the horrid silence, thus began.
llere in the heart of Hell to work in fire, " If thou beest he; but O, how fall’n! how Or do his errands in the gloomy deep; chang'd
What can it then avail, though yet we feel From him, who in the happy realms of light, | Strength undiminish'd, or eternal being
To undergo eternal punishment ?"
In billows, leave i' the midst a horrid vale. Whereto with speedy words the arch-fiend replied, Then with expanded wings he sieers his flight
“Fall'n cherub, to be weak is miserable Aloft, incumbent on the dusky air Doing or suffering; but of this be sure,
That felt unusual weight; till on dry land To do aught good never will be our task, He lights, if it were land that ever lurn'd But ever to do ill our sole delight,
With solid, as the lake with liquid fire; As being the contrary to his high will
And such appear'd in hue, as when the force Whom we resist. If then his providence Of subterranean wind transports a hill Out of our evil seek to bring forth good,
Torn from Pelorus, or the shatter'd side Our labor must be to pervert that end,
of thundering Ætna, whose combustible And out of good still to find means of evil; And fuellid entrails thence conceiving fire, Which oft-times may succeed, so as perhaps Sublim'd with mineral fury, aid the winds, Shall grieve him, if I fail not, and disturb And leave a singed bottom all involv'd His inmost counsels from their destin'd aim. With stench and smoke: such resting found the But see, the angry victor hath recall'd
sole His ministers of vengeance and pursuit
of unblest feet. Him follow'd his next mate: Back to the gates of Heaven: the sulphurous hail, Both glorying to have 'scap'd the Stygian flood Shot after us in storm, o'erblown, hath laid As gods, and by their own recover'd strength, The fiery surge, that from the precipice Not by the sufferance of supernal Power. Of Heaven receiv'd us falling; and the thunder, “ Is this the region, this the soil, the clime," Wing'd with red lightning and impetuous rage, Said then the lost arch-angel, “this the seat Perhaps hath spent his shafts, and ceases now That we must change for Heaven: this mournful To bellow through the vast and boundless deep.
gloom Let us not slip the occasion, whether scorn, For that celestial light? Be it so, since he, Or satiate fury, yield it from our foe.
Who now is Sovran, can dispose and bid Seest thou yon dreary plain, forlorn and wild, What shall be right: farthest from him is best, The seat of desolation, void of light,
Whom reason hath equall'd, force hath made suSave what the glimmering of these livid flames
preme Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend Above his equals. Farewell, happy fields, From off the tossing of these fiery waves ; Where joy for ever dwells. Hail horrors, hail There rest, if any rest can harbor there;
Infernal world, and thou, profoundest Hell, And reassembling our amicted powers,
Receive thy new possessor, one who brings Consult how we may henceforth most offend A mind not to be chang'd by place or time: Our enemy; our own loss how repair;
The mind is its own place, and in itself How overcome this dire calamity ;
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What reinforcement we may gain from hope;
What matter where, if I be still the same If not, what resolution from despair."
And what I should be, all but less than he Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least With head uplist above the wave, and eyes We shall be free; the Almighty hath not built That sparkling blaz'd; his other parts besides, Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Here we may reign secure, and, in my choice, Lay floating many a rood ; in bulk as huge To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell: As whom the fables name of monstrous size, Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven. Titanian, or Earth-born, that warr'd on Jove; But wherefore let we then our faithful friends, Briareos or Typhon, whom the den
The associates and copartners of our loss, By ancient Tarsus held; or that sea-beast Lie thus astonish'd on the oblivious pool, Leviathan, which God of all his works
And call them not to share with us their part Created hugest that swim the ocean stream: In this unhappy mansion; or once more Him haply slumbering on the Norway foam With rallied arms to try what may he yet The pilot of some small night-founder'd skiff Regain'd in Heaven, or what more lost in Hell ?" Deeming some island, oft, as seamen tell,
So Satan spake, and him Beelzebub With fixed anchor in his scaly rind
Thus answer'd; “ Leader of those armies bright, Moors by his side under the lee, while night Which but the Omnipotent none could have foil'd, Invests the sea, and wished morn delays : If once they hear that voice, their liveliest pledge So stretch'd out huge in length the arch-fiend lay of hope in fears and dangers, heard so oft Chain'd on the burning lake: nor ever thence In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge Had ris'n or heav'd his head; but that the will Of battle when it rag'd, in all assaults And high permission of all-ruling Heaven Their surest signal, they will soon resume Left him at large to his own dark designs ; New courage and revive; though now they lie That with reiterated crimes he might
Grovelling and prostrate on yon lake of fire, HIeap on himself damnation, while he sought As we erewhile, astounded and amaz'd; Evil to others; and, enrag'd, might see
No wonder, fall'n such a pernicious highth." Ilow all his malice servid but to bring forth
He scarce had ceas'd when the superior fiend Infinite goodness, grace and mercy, shown Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous On Man by him seduc'd; but on himself
shield, Treble confusion, wrath and vengeance pour'd. Ethereal temper, massy, large and round, Forth with upright he rears froin off the pool Behind him cast; the broad circumference His mighty stature; on mach hand the flames, Hung on his shoulders like the Moon, whose orb Driven backward, slope ww.eir pointing spires, and Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views rollid
At evening from the top of Fesolé
Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands,
Their great commander; godlike shapes and forms Rivers or mountains in her spotty globe.
Excelling human, princely dignities,
And powers that erst in Heaven sat on thrones,
By their rebellion from the books of life.
And devils to adore for deities :
Then were they known to men by various names, While with perfidious hatred they pursued And various idols through the Heathen world. The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld
Say, Muse, their names then known, who first,
Their seats long after next the seat of God.
Their altars by his altar, gods ador'd Eternal spirits ; or have ye chos’n this place Among the nations round, and durst abide After the toil of battle to repose
Jehovah thund'ring out of Sion, thron'd Your wearied virtue, for the ease you find Between the cherubim; yea. often plac'd To slumber here, as in the vales of Heaven? Within his sanctuary itself their shrines, Or in this abject posture have ye sworn Abominations; and with cursed things T'adore the Conqueror ? who now beholds His holy rites and solemn feasts profan’d, Cherub and seraph rolling in the flood
And with their darkness durst affront his light. With scatter'd arms and ensigns, till anon First Moloch, horrid king, besmear'd with blood His swift pursuers from Heaven-gates discern Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears ; Th’advantage, and, descending, tread us down Though for the noise of drums and timbrels loud Thus drooping, or with linked thunderbolts Their children's cries unheard, that pass'd through Transfix us to the bottom of this gulf,
They heard, and were abas'd, and up they Worshipt in Rabba and her watry plain,
And black Gehenna call’d, the type of Hell.
To do him wanton rites, which cost them woe.
flood Beneath Gibraltar to the Lybian sands.
of old Euphrates to the brook that parts Forth with from every squadron and each band Egypt frorn Syrian ground, had general names The heads and leaders thither haste where stood lof Baalim and Ashtaroth; those male,