Came Astoreth," whom the Phoenicians called Astarte, queen of heaven, with crescent horns; To whose bright image nightly by the moon Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs; In Sion also not unsung, where stood
Her temple on the offensive mountain, built By that uxorious king° whose heart, though large, Beguiled by fair idolatresses, fell
To idols foul. Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured 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, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded: the love tale Infected Sion's daughters with like heat, Whose wanton passions in the sacred porch Ezekiel saw, when, by the vision led, His eye surveyed the dark idolatries Of alienated Judah. Next came one
Who mourned in earnest, when the captive ark Maimed his brute image, head and hands lopt off, In his own temple, on the grunsel° edge, Where he fell flat and shamed his worshipers. Dagon his name, sea-monster, upward man
And downward fish; yet had his temple high Reared in Azotus, dreaded through the coast Of Palestine, in Gath and Ascalon,
And Accaron and Gaza's frontier bounds. Him followed Rimmon, whose delightful seat Was fair Damascus, on the fertile banks Of Abbana and Pharphar, lucid streams. He also against the house of God was bold: A leper once he lost, and gained a king, Ahaz, his sottish conqueror, whom he drew God's altar to disparage and displace For one of Syrian mode, whereon to burn. His odious offerings, and adore the gods
Whom he had vanquished. After these appeared A crew who, under names of old renown,
Osiris, Isis, Orus, and their train,
With monstrous shapes and sorceries abused Fanatic Egypt and her priests to seek
Their wandering gods disguised in brutish forms Rather than human. Nor did° Israel scape
The infection, when their borrowed gold composed The calf in Oreb; and the rebel king° Doubled that sin in Bethel and in Dan,
Likening his Maker to the grazèd ox
Jehovah, who in one night, when he passed
From Egypt marching, equaled with one stroke Both her firstborn and all her bleating gods. Belial' came last; than whom a spirit more lewd Fell not from Heaven, or more gross to love Vice for itself. To him no temple stood Or altar smoked; yet who more oft than he in temples and at altars, when the priest Turns atheist, as did Eli's sons, who filled With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury and outrage; and, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine..
These were the prime in order and in might: The rest were long to tell; though far renowned The Ionian Gods- - of Javan's issue held
Gods, yet confessed later than Heaven and Earth, Their boasted parents;-Titan,° Heaven's firstborn, 510 With his enormous brood, and birthright seized By younger Saturn: he from mightier Jove, His own and Rhea's son, like measure found; So Jove usurping reigned. These, first in Crete And Ida known, thence on the snowy top
Of cold Olympus ruled the middle air,
Their highest heaven; or on the Delphian cliff, Or in Dodona, and through all the bounds.
Of Doric land; or who with Saturn old Fled over Adria° to the Hesperian fields, And o'er the Celtic roamed the utmost isles.
All these and more came flocking; but with looks Downcast and damp; yet such wherein appeared Obscure some glimpse of joy to have found their chief Not in despair, to have found themselves not lost In loss itself; which on his countenance cast Like doubtful hue. But he, his wonted pride Soon recollecting, with high words, that bore Semblance of worth, not substance, gently raised Their fainting courage and dispelled their fears; Then straight commands that, at the warlike sound Of trumpets loud and clarions, be upreared His mighty standard. That proud honor claimed. Azazel as his right, a cherub tall;
Who forthwith from the glittering staff unfurled The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced, Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind, With gems and golden luster rich emblazed, Seraphic arms and trophies; all the while Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds:
At which the universal host up-sent
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A shout that tore hell's concave, and beyond Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night. All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air, With orient colors waving: with them rose A forest huge of spears; and thronging helms Appeared, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable. Anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders such as raised To highth of noblest temper heroes old Arming to battle, and instead of rage Deliberate valor breathed, firm, and unmoved With dread of death to flight or foul retreat; Nor wanting power to mitigate and swage With solemn touches troubled thoughts, and chase Anguish and doubt and fear and sorrow and pain From mortal or immortal minds. Thus they, Breathing united force with fixèd thought, Moved on in silence to soft pipes that charmed Their painful steps o'er the burnt soil. And now Advanced in view they stand, a horrid front Of dreadful length and dazzling arms, in guise Of warriors old, with ordered spear and shield,
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