His own; for neither do the Spirits damned Lose all their virtue, lest bad men should boast Their specious deeds on earth, which glory excites, Or close ambition varnished o'er with zeal.
Simile of sun- set after storm; the concord of devils shames the dissen-
495 sions of men.
Thus they their doubtful consultations dark Ended, rejoicing in their matchless Chief: As when from mountain-tops the dusky clouds Ascending, while the north wind sleeps, o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face, the lowering element Scowls o'er the darkened landscape snow or shower; If chance the radiant sun, with farewell sweet, Extend his evening beam, the fields revive, The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds Attest their joy, that hill and valley rings. O shame to men! devil with devil damned Firm concord holds; men only disagree Of creatures rational, though under hope Of heavenly grace, and, God proclaiming peace Yet live in hatred, enmity, and strife Among themselves, and levy cruel wars Wasting the earth, each other to destroy; As if which might induce us to accord - Man had not hellish foes enow besides, That day and night for his destruction wait!
The Stygian council thus dissolved, and forth In order came the grand Infernal Peers; Midst came their mighty Paramount, and seemed Alone the antagonist of Heaven, nor less
Than Hell's dread Emperor, with pomp supreme, And godlike imitated state; him round A globe of fiery Seraphim enclosed
With bright emblazonry and horrent arms.
The diversions of the fallen Angels.
Then of their session ended they bid cry With trumpet's regal sound the great result; 515 Toward the four winds four speedy Cherubim Put to their mouths the sounding alchemy,
By herald's voice explained; the hollow Abyss Heard far and wide, and all the host of Hell With deafening shout returned them loud acclaim. Thence more at ease their minds, and somewhat raised
By false presumptuous hope, the rangèd Powers Disband, and, wandering, each his several way Pursues, as inclination or sad choice
Leads him perplexed, where he may likeliest find Truce to his restless thoughts, and entertain The irksome hours till his great Chief return. Part on the plain, or in the air sublime, Upon the wing or in swift race contend, As at the Olympian games or Pythian fields; Part curb their fiery steeds, or shun the goal With rapid wheels, or fronted brigades form. As when, to warn proud cities, war appears Waged in the troubled sky, and armies rush To battle in the clouds, before each van Prick forth the aery knights, and couch their spears, Till thickest legions close; with feats of arms From either end of Heaven the welkin burns. Others, with vast Typhoan rage, more fell, Rend up both rocks and hills, and ride the air 540 In whirlwind; Hell scarce holds the wild uproar; - As when Alcides from Echalia crowned With conquest, felt the envenomed robe, and tore, Through pain, up by the roots Thessalian pines,
And Lichas from the top of Eta threw
Into the Euboic sea.
Others, more mild,
Retreated in a silent valley, sing
With notes angelical to many a harp Their own heroic deeds, and hapless fall
By doom of battle; and complain that Fate Free virtue should enthral to Force or Chance. Their song was partial; but the harmony (What could it less when Spirits immortal sing?) Suspended Hell, and took with ravishment The thronging audience. In discourse more sweet (For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense) 556 Others apart sat on a hill retired,
In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute – And found no end, in wandering mazes lost. Of good and evil much they argued then, Of happiness and final misery, Passion and apathy, and glory and shame Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy; Yet, with a pleasing sorcery, could charm Pain for awhile or anguish, and excite Fallacious hope, or arm the obdurèd breast With stubborn patience as with triple steel. Another part, in squadrons and gross bands, 570 On bold adventure to discover wide
That dismal world, if any clime perhaps
Might yield them easier habitation, bend
Four ways their flying march, along the banks Of four infernal rivers, that disgorge
The explora
tion of the in
fernal regions.
Into the burning lake their baleful streams Abhorrèd Styx, the flood of deadly hate; Sad Acheron, of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, named of lamentation loud
Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon, 580 Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage. Far off from these, a slow and silent stream, Lethe, the river of oblivion, rolls
Her watery labyrinth, whereof who drinks
Forthwith his former state and being forgets, 585 Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain. Beyond this flood a frozen continent
Lies dark and wild, beat with perpetual storms Of whirlwind and dire hail, which on firm land Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems Of ancient pile; all else deep snow and ice, A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
Where armies whole have sunk; the parching air Burns frore, and cold performs the effect of fire. 595 Thither, by harpy-footed Furies haled,
At certain revolutions all the damned
Are brought, and feel by turns the bitter change Of fierce extremes, extremes by change more fierce : From beds of raging fire to starve in ice Their soft ethereal warmth, and there to pine Immovable, infixed, and frozen round, Periods of time, - thence hurried back to fire. They ferry over this Lethean sound Both to and fro, their sorrow to augment,
And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach The tempting stream, with one small drop to lose
In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe,
All in one moment, and so near the brink;
But Fate withstands, and to oppose the attempt 610 Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards
The ford, and of itself the water flies
All taste of living wight, as once it fled
The lip of Tantalus. Thus roving on
In confused march forlorn, the adventurous bands With shuddering horror pale, and eyes aghast, 616 Viewed first their lamentable lot, and found No rest. Through many a dark and dreary vale They passed, and many a region dolorous, O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp,
Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of
A universe of death, which God by curse
Created evil, for evil only good,
Where all life dies, death lives, and Nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, 625 Abominable, inutterable, and worse
Than fables yet have feigned, or fear conceived, Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.
Meanwhile, the Adversary of God and Man, 629
Satan, with thoughts inflamed of highest design, Puts on swift wings, and toward the gates of Hell Satan's flight. Explores his solitary flight; sometimes
He scours the right-hand coast, sometimes the left;
Now shaves with level wing the deep, then soars Up to the fiery concave towering high. As when far off at sea a fleet descried Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial winds
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