Over mount Sion, and tho' that were large, 530 540 545 Obtains the brow of some high climbing hill, Which to his eye discovers unaware The goodly prospect of some foreign land First seen, or some renown'd metropolis With glist'ring spires and pinnacles adorn'd, 550 Which now the rising sun gilds with his beams : Such wonder seiz'd, tho' after heaven seen, The spi'rit malign, but much more envy seiz'd, At fight of all this world beheld so fair. Round he furveys (and well might, where he stood So high above the circling canopy Of night's extended shade) from eastern point Of Libra, to the fleecy star that bears Andromeda far off Atlantic seas Beyond th' horizon; then from pole to pole He views in breadth, and without longer pause Down right into the world's first region throws His flight precipitant, and winds with ease Through the pure marble air his oblique way, Amongst innumerable stars, that thone 565 Stars 556 560 Stars distant, but nigh hand seem'd other worlds; 575 383 Shoots invisible virtue ev'n to the deep ;: So wond'rously was set his station bright.There lands the fend, a spot like which perhaps Astronomer in the Sun's lucent orb Through his glaz'd optic tube yet never faw. 590 The place he found beyond expression bright, Compar'd with ought on earth, metal or stone; Not all parts like, but all alike inform'd With radiant light, as glowing iron with fire: If metal, part seem'd gold, part filver clear; 595 If stone, carbuncle moltor chrysolite, Ruby or topaz, to the twelve that shone In Aaron's breastplate, and a stone besides Imagin'd rather oft than elsewhere feen, That stone, or like to that, which here bedov 6co Philosophers-in vain so long have fought, G6 In 605 615 lo vain, tho' by their pow'rful art they bind 610 620 To objects diftant far, whereby he foon Saw within ken a glorious angel stand, The same whom John saw also in the Sun ; Hlis back was turn'd, but not his brightness hid; Of beaming floay rays a golden tiar 625 Circled his head, nor less his locks behind Illustrious on his shoulders fledge with wings Lay waving round; on some great charge employ'd He seem'd, or fix'd in cogitation deep. Glad was the spi'rit impure, as now in hope 630 To find who might direct his wand'ring flight To Paradise, the happy seat of man, His journey's end, and our beginning woe. But first he calls to change his proper shape, Which else might work him danger or delay:' 635 And now a fripling cherub he appears, Not of the prime, yet such as in his face Youth 650 Youth (mil'd celestial, and to every limb 640 Uriel, for thou of those fer's fpi'rits that stand In fight of God's high throne, gloriously bright, 655 The first art wont his great authentic will Interpreter through highest heav'n to bring, Where all his sons thy embassy attend;'. And here art likeliest by fupreme decree Like honour to obtain, and as his eye. 660 To visit oft this new creation round; Unspeakable desire to fee, and know All these his wondrous works, but chiefly man, His chief delight and favour, him for whom All these his works so wond'rous he ordain'd, 665 Hath brought me from the quires of cherubim Alone thus wand'ring. Brightest seraph, tell In which of all these shining orbs hath man His fixed seat, or fixed seat hath none, But all thefe shining orbs his choice to dwell; 670 That I may find him, and with secret gaze Or open admiration him behold, Worlds, Worlds, and on whom hath all these graces pour'd; So spake the false diffembler unperceiv'd;. Fair angel, thy defire, which tends to know The works of God, thereby to glorify 695 The great Work-master, leads to no excess That reaches blame, but rather merits praise The more it seems excess, that led thee hither From thy empyreal mansion thus alone, To witness with thine eyes what some perhapsi 700 Contented with report, hear only' in heav'n: For wonderful indeed are alt bis works, Pleasant to know, and worthiest to be all Had in remembrance always with delight; But what created mind can comprehend 705 Their number, or the wisdom infinite That brought them forth, but hid their causes deep? I saw when at his word the formless mass, |