Thither to come, and with calumnious art
Of counterfeited truth thus held their ears.
Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers, If these magnific titles yet remain
Not merely titular, since by decree
Another now hath to himself engross'd
All power, and us eclips'd under the name Of King anointed, for whom all this haste Of midnight march, and hurried meeting here, This only to consult how we may best With what may be devis'd of honours new Receive him coming to receive from us Knee-tribute yet unpaid, prostration vile, Too much to one, but double how endur'd, To one and to his image now proclaim'd? But what if better counsels might erect
Our minds, and teach us to cast off this yoke ? Will ye submit your necks, and choose to bend The supple knee? ye will not, if I trust To know ye right, or if ye know yourselves Natives and sons of Heaven possess'd before By none, and if not equal all, yet free, Equally free; for orders and degrees
Jarr not with liberty, but well consist. Who can in reason then or right assume Monarchy over such as live by right
His equals, if in power and splendor less, In freedom equal? or can introduce Law and edict on us, who without law Err not? much less for this to be our lord, And look for adoration to the abuse
Of those imperial titles which assert
Our being ordain'd to govern, not to serve. Thus far his bold discourse without controul Had audience, when among the Seraphim Abdiel, than whom none with more zeal ador'd The Deity', and divine commands obey'd, Stood up, and in a flame of zeal severe The current of his fury thus oppos'd.
O argument blasphémous, false, and proud! Words which no ear ever to hear in Heaven Expected, least of all from thee, ingrate, In place thyself so high above thy peers. Canst thou with impious obloquy condemn The just decree of God, pronounc'd and sworn, That to his only Son, by right endued
With regal sceptre, every soul in Heaven
Shall bend the knee, and in that honour due Confess him rightful King? unjust thou say'st, Flatly unjust, to bind with laws the free, And equal over equals to let reign,
One over all with unsucceeded power.
Shalt thou give law to God? shalt thou dispute
With him the points of liberty, who made
Thee what thou art, and form'd the Powers of Heaven
Such as he pleas'd, and circumscrib'd their being?
Yet by experience taught, we know how good, And of our good, and of our dignity
How provident he is, how far from thought To make us less, bent rather to exalt Our happy state under one head more near United. But to grant it thee unjust,
That equal over equals monarch reign: Thyself though great and glorious dost thou count, Or all angelic nature join'd in one,
Equal to him begotten Son, by whom
As by his Word the mighty Father made
All things, even thee, and all the Spirits of Heaven By him created in their bright degrees,
Crown'd them with glory', and to their glory nam'd Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Powers, Essential Powers; nor by his reign obscur'd, But more illustrious made; since he the head One of our number thus reduc'd becomes, His laws our laws; all honour to him done Returns our own. Cease then this impious rage, And tempt not these; but hasten to appease The incensed Father, and the incensed Son, While pardon may be found, in time besought. So spake the fervent Angel; but his zeal None seconded, as out of season judg'd,
Or singular and rash; whereat rejoic'd
The Apostate, and more haughty, thus reply'd. That we were form'd then, say'st thou? and the work Of secondary hands, by task transferr'd
From Father to his Son ? strange point and new! Doctrin which we would know whence learn'd: who saw When this creation was ? remember'st thou
Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? We know no time when we were not as now; Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais'd
By our own quickening power, when fatal course
Had circled his full orb, the birth mature
Of this our native Heaven, ethereal sons.
Our puissance is our own; our own right hand Shall teach us highest deeds, by proof to try Who is our equal: then thou shalt behold Whether by supplication we intend Address, and to begirt the almighty throne. Beseeching or besieging. This report, These tidings carry to the anointed King; And fly, ere evil intercept thy flight.
He said, and as the sound of waters deep Hoarse murmur echoed to his words applause Through the infinite host, nor less for that The flaming Seraph fearless, though alone Encompass'd round with foes, thus answer'd bold. O alienate from God, O Spirit accurs'd, Forsaken of all good; I see thy fall Determin'd, and thy hapless crew involv'd In this perfidious fraud, contagion spread Both of thy crime and punishment: henceforth No more be troubled how to quit the yoke Of God's Messiah; those indulgent laws Will not be now vouchsaf'd, other decrees Against thee are gone forth without recall;
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