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We shall be free; th' Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy; will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure; and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven!
But wherefore let we then our faithful friends,
Th' associates and copartners of our loss,
Lie thus astonish'd on th' oblivious pool,
And call them not to share with us their part

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In this unhappy mansion, or once more
With rallied arms to try what may be yet
Regain'd in Heav'n, or what more lost in Hell ?"
So Satan spake, and him Beëlzebub

Thus answer'd. Leader of those armies bright,
Which but th' Omnipotent none could have foil'd,
If once they hear that voice, their liveliest pledge
Of hope in fears and dangers, heard so oft
In worst extremes, and on the perilious edge
Of battle when it rag'd, in all assaults
Their surest signal, they will soon resume
New courage, and revive, though now they lie
Groveling and prostrate on yon lake of fire,
As we erewhile, astounded and amaz'd,

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No wonder, fall'n such a pernicious height."

He scarce had ceas'd when the superior Fiend

Was moving toward the shore! his pond'rous shield,

Etherial temper, massy, large, and round,

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Bebind him cast; the broad circumference

Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb

Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views
At evening from the top of Fesolė,
Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands,
Rivers, or mountains, on her spotty globe.
His spear (to equal which the tallest pine
Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast
Of some great amiral, were but a wand)
He walk'd with, to support uneasy steps
Over the burning marl; not like those steps
On Heav'n's azure; and the torrid clime

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Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire:
Nathless he so endur'd, till on the beach

Of that inflamed sea he stood, and call'd
His legions, Angel-forms, who lay entranc'd
Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks
In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shades

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High over-arch'd imbow'r; or scatter'd sedge

Afloat, when with fierce winds Orion arm'd

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Hath vex'd the Red-Sea coast, whose waves o'erthrew

Busiris and his Memphian chivalry,

While with perfidious hatred they pursued

The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld

From the safe shore their floating carcases

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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,

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Warriors, the flow'r of Heaven, once yours, now lost,

If such astonishment as this can seize

Eternal Spi'rits; or have ye chos'n this place

After the toil of battle to repose

Your wearied virtue, for the ease you find

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To slumber here, as in the vales of Heav'n?

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Th' advantage, and, descending, tread us down,

Thus drooping; or with linked thunder-bolts
Transfix us to the bottom of this gulf.

Awake, arise, or be forever fall'n!"

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They heard, and were abash'd, and up they sprung

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

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In which they were, or the fierce pains not feel;

Yet to their general's voice they soon obey'd
Innumerable. As when the potent rod

Of Amram's son, in Egypt's evil day,

Wav'd round the coast, up call'd a pitchy cloud
Of locusts, warping on the eastern wind,
That o'er the realm of impious Pharoah 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, neither, and surrounding fires ;
Till as the signal giv'n, th' up-lifted spear
Of their great Sultan waving to direct
Their course, in even balance down they light
On the firm brinstone, 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 Libyan sands.

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Forthwith from every squadron and each band

The heads and leaders thither haste where stood

Their great commander: Godlike shapes and forms
Excelling human, princely Dignities,

And Pow'rs that erst in Heaven sat on thrones ;

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Though of their names in Heav'nly records now
Be no memorial, blotted out and rais'd

By their rebellion from the books of life.

Nor had they yet among the sons of Eve

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Got them new names, till, wand'ring o'er the earth,

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

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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.

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Say, Muse, their names then known, who first, who last,

Rous'd from the slumber, on that fiery couch,
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; God's ador'd
Among the nations round; and durst abide
Jehovah thund'ring out of Sion, thron'd
Between the Cherubim; yea, often plac'd
Within his sanctuary itself their shrines,
Abominations; and with cursed things
His holy rites and solemn feasts profan'd,
And with their darkness durst affront his light.
First Moloch, horrid king, besmear'd with blood
Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears;

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Though for the noise of drums and timbrels loud

Their children's cries unheard, that pass'd thro' fire
To his grim idol. Him the Ammonite

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Worship'd in Rabba and her wat❜ry 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.

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Next Chemos, th' obscene dread of Moab's sone,

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To do him wanton rites, which cost them woe.

Yet thence his lustful orgies he enlarg'd

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Ev'n 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 bord'ring flood

Of old Euphrates to the brook that parts

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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 ty'd or manacled with joint or limb,

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Nor founded on the brittle strength of bones,

Like cumbrous flesh; but in what shape they choose,
Dilated or condens'd, bright or obscure,

Can execute their airy purposes,

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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

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Bow'd down in battle, sunk before the spear
Of despicable foes. With these in troop
Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians call'd
Astarte, queen of Heav'n, with crescent horns;
To whose bright image nightly by the moon
Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs,

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In Sion also not unsung, where stood

Her temple on th' offensive mountain, built

By that uxorious king, whose heart though large,
Beguil'd by fair idolatresses, fell

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To idols foul. Thammuz came next behind,

Whose annual wound in Lebanon allur'd

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, suppos'd with blood
Of Thammuz yearly wounded: the love-tale
Infected Sion's daughters with like heat,
Whose wanton passions in the sacred porch

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