Found out for Mankind under wrath, O thou 275
My sole complacence! well thou know'st how dear
To me are all my works, nor Man the least,
Though last created; that for him I spare
Thee from my bosom and right hand, to save,
By losing thee a while, the whole race lost. 280
Thou therefore, whom thou only canst redeem,
Their nature also to thy nature join;
And be thyself Man among men on earth,
Made flesh, when time shall be, of Virgin seed,
By wondrous birth: be thou in Adam's room 286
The head of all Mankind, though Adam's son.
As in him perish all men, so in thee,
As from a second root, shall be restor'd
As many' as are restor’d, without thee none.
His crime makes guilty all his sons; thy me'rit 290
Imputed shall absolve them who renounce
Their own both righteous and unrighteous deeds,
And live in thee transplanted, and from thee
Receive new life. So Man, as is most just,
Shall satisfy for Man, be judg'd and die, 295
And dying rise, and rising with him raise
His brethren, ransom'd with his own dear life.
So heav'nly love shall outdo bellish hạte,
Giving to death, and dying to redeem,
So dearly to redeem what hellish hate
So easily destroy'd, and still destroys
In those who, when they may, accept not grace.
Nor shalt thou, by descending to assume
Man's nature, lessen or degrade thine own.


Then crown'd again, their golden harps they took,
Harps ever tun'd, that glittering by their side 366
Like quivers hung, and with preamble sweet
Of charming symphony they introduce
Their sacred song, and waken raptures high;
No voice exempt, no voice but well could join 370
Melodious part, such concord is in Heav'n.

Thee, Father ! first they sung Omnipotent,
Immutable, Immortal, Infinite,
Eternal King; thee Author of all being,
Fountain of light, thyself invisible

Amidst the glorious brightness where thou sit'st
Thron'd inaccessible, but when thou shad'st
The full blaze of thy beams, and through a cloud
Drawn round about thee like a radiant shrine,
Dark with excessive bright thy skirts appear, 380
Yet dazzle Heav'n, that brightest seraphim
Approach not, but with both wings veil their eyes.
Thee next they sang of all creation first,
Begotten Son, Divine Similitude,
In whose conspicuous count'nance, without cloud
Made visible, th' almighty Father shines, 386
Whom else no creature can behold; on thee
Impress'd th' effulgence of his glory' abides,
Transfus'd on thee his ample Spirit rests.
He Heav'n of Heav'ns and all the pow'rs therein
By thee created, and by thee threw down 391
Th' aspiring Dominations : thou that day
Thy Father's dreadful thunder didst not spare !
Nor stop thy flaming chariot wheels, that shook







Heav'n's everlasting frame, while o’er the necks 395
Thou drov'st of warring angels disarray'd.
Back from pursuit thy powers with loud acclaim
Thee only' extoll’d, Son of thy Father's might,
To execute fierce vengeance on his foes, 399
Not so on Man: hiin through their malice fall'n,
Father of mercy and grace I thou didst not doom
So strictly, but much more to pity' incline :
No sooner did thy dear and only Son
Perceive thee purpos'd not to doom frail Man
So strictly, but much more to pity inclin'd, 405
He to appease thy wrath, and end the strife
Of Mercy' and Justice in thy face discern'd,
Regardless of the bliss wherein he sat
Second to thee, offer'd himself to die
For Man's offence. O unexampled love, 416
Love no where to be found less than divine !
Hail, Son of God! Saviour of Men! thy name
Shall be the copious matter of my Song
Henceforth, and never shall my Harp thy praise
Forget, nor from thy Father's praise disjoin. 415

Thus they in Heav'n, above the starry sphere,
Their happy hours in joy and hymning spent.
Meanwhile upon the firm opacous globe
Of this round world, whose first convex divides
The luminous inferior orbs inclos'd

From Chaos and th' inroad of Darkness old,
Satan alighted walks: a globe far off
It seem'd, now seems a boundless continent
Dark, waste, and wild, under the frown of Night

VOL. 1,

Starless expos’d, and ever-threatning storms 425 Of Chaos blust'ring round, inclement sky; Save on that side which from the wall of Heav'n, Though distant far, some small reflection gains Of glimmering air, less vex'd with tempest loud: Here walk'd the Fiend at large in spacious field. 430 As when a vulture on Imaus bred, Whose snowy ridge the roving Tartar bounds, Dislodging from a region scarce of prey To gorge the flesh of lambs or yeanling kids On hills where flocks are fed, flies toward the springs Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams, 436 But in his way lights on the barren plains .' Of Sericana, where Chineses drive With sails and wind their cany waggons light: So on this windy sea of land the Fiend 448 Walk'd up and down alone bent on his prey; Alone, for other creature in this place Living or lifeless to be found was none; ' None yet, but store hereafter from the earth Up hither like aeréal vapors flew Of all things transitory' and vain, when Sin With vanity had fill'd the works of men; Both all things vain, and all who in vain things Built their fond hopes of glory' or lasting fame, Or happiness in this or th other life ; 450 All who have their reward on earth, the fruits Of painful superstition and blind zeal, Naught seeking but the praise of men, here find Fit retribution, empty as their deeds ;

All th' unaccomplish'd works of Nature's hand,
Abortive, monstrous, or unkindly mix'd,. 456
Dissolv'd on earth, fleet hither, and in vain,
Till final dissolution, wander here,
Not in the neighb'ring moon, as some have dream'd;
Those argent fields more likely habitants, 460
Translated saints, or middle spirits hold
Betwixt th' angelical and human kind.
Hither of ill-join'd sons and daughters born
First from the ancient world those giants came
With many a vain exploit, though then renown'd:
The builders next of Babel on the plain 466
Of Sennaar, and still with vain design
New Babels, had they wherewithal would build :
Others came single; he who to be deem'd -
A god leap'd fondly into Ætna flames,
Empedocles; and he who to enjoy
Plato's Elysium, leap'd into the sea,
Cleombrotus ; and many more too long,
Embryos and idiots, eremites and friers
White, black, and gray, with all their trumpery.
Here pilgrims roam, that stray'd so far to seek 476
In Golgotha him dead, who lives in Heav'n;
And they who to be sure of Paradise
Dying put on the weeds of Dominic,
Or in Franciscan think to pass disguis'd; 480
They pass the planets sev'n, and pass the fix'd,
And that crystalline sphere whose balance weighs
The trepidation talk'd, and that first mov'd;
And now Saint Peter at Heav'n's wicket seems

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