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He prepares to speak.

Their strife was glorious.

The issue was unexpected.

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To speak; whereat their doubled ranks they bend
From wing to wing, and half enclose him round
With all his peers; attention held them mute.
Thrice he essayed, and thrice, in spite of scorn,
Tears, such as Angels weep, burst forth; at last 620
Words interwove with sighs found out their way:-
'O myriads of immortal Spirits! O Powers
Matchless, but with the Almighty! and that

strife

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Was not inglorious, though the event was dire, As this place testifies, and this dire change Hateful to utter. But what power of mind, Foreseeing or presaging, from the depth Of knowledge past or present, could have feared How such united force of gods, how such As stood like these, could ever know repulse? For who can yet believe, though after loss, That all these puissant legions, whose exile Hath emptied Heaven, shall fail to reascend They may yet Self-raised, and repossess their native seat? For me, be witness all the host of Heaven, If counsels different, or danger shunned By me, have lost our hopes. But He who reigns Monarch in Heaven, till then as one secure Sat on His throne, upheld by old repute, Consent, or custom, and His regal state Put forth at full, but still His strength concealed Which tempted our attempt, and wrought our fall. Henceforth His might we know, and know our

return.

Fraud must effect what

force could

not.

own,

So as not either to provoke, or dread

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New war provoked; our better part remains
To work in close design, by fraud or guile,
What force effected not; that He no less
At length from us may find, who overcomes
By force hath overcome but half his foe.

Space may produce new worlds; whereof so
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There went a fame in Heaven that He ere long
Intended to create, and therein plant
A generation whom his choice regard
Should favor equal to the Sons of Heaven.
Thither, if but to pry, shall be perhaps
Our first eruption — thither, or elsewhere;
For this infernal pit shall never hold
Celestial Spirits in bondage, nor the Abyss
Long under darkness cover. But these thoughts
Full counsel must mature. Peace is despaired; 660
For who can think submission? War, then, war
Open or understood, must be resolved.'

He spake; and, to confirm his words, outflew

The new
world

mentioned.

They must escape.

No thought of submission.

Millions of flaming swords, drawn from the thighs The flash of Of mighty Cherubim; the sudden blaze

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Far round illumined Hell. Highly they raged
Against the Highest, and fierce with graspèd arms
Clashed on their sounding shields the din of war,
Hurling defiance toward the vault of Heaven.

There stood a hill not far, whose grisly top 670
Belched fire and rolling smoke; the rest entire
Shone with a glossy scurf- undoubted sign
That in his womb was hid metallic ore,

smiting of shields.

A mine

The work of sulphur. Thither, winged with speed, projected.

Mammon.

They mine, and smelt, and cast.

A numerous brigade hastened, as when bands
Of pioneers, with spade and pickaxe armed,
Forerun the royal camp, to trench a field,
Or cast a rampart.

Mammon led them on

Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell

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From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and

thoughts

Were always downward bent, admiring more
The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed

In vision beatific. By him first

Men also, and by his suggestion taught,

Ransacked the Centre, and with impious hands

Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth

For treasures better hid.

Soon had his crew

Opened into the hill a spacious wound,

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And digged out ribs of gold. Let none admire 690
That riches grow in Hell; that soil may best
Deserve the precious bane. And here let those
Who boast in mortal things, and wondering tell
Of Babel, and the works of Memphian kings,
Learn how their greatest monuments of fame, 695
And strength, and art, are easily outdone
By Spirits reprobate, and in an hour
What in an age they, with incessant toil
And hands innumerable, scarce perform.
Nigh on the plain, in many cells prepared,
That underneath had veins of liquid fire
Sluiced from the lake, a second multitude
With wondrous art founded the massy ore,

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Severing each kind, and scummed the bullion

dross.

A third as soon had formed within the ground 705
A various mold, and from the boiling cells
By strange conveyance filled each hollow nook;
As in an organ, from one blast of wind,

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To many a row of pipes the soundboard breathes.
Anon out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose like an exhalation, with the sound
Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet -
Built like a temple, where pilasters round
Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid
With golden architrave; nor did there want
Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven;
The roof was fretted gold. Not Babylon
Nor great Alcairo such magnificence
Equaled in all their glories, to enshrine
Belus or Serapis their gods, or seat

Their kings, when Egypt with Assyria strove
In wealth and luxury. The ascending pile

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Stood fixed her stately highth; and straight the

doors,

Opening their brazen folds, discover, wide
Within, her ample spaces, o'er the smooth
And level pavement; from the arched roof
Pendent by subtle magic, many a row
Of starry lamps and blazing cressets, fed
With naphtha and asphaltus, yielded light
As from a sky.

The hasty multitude

Admiring entered; and the work some praise,
And some the architect. His hand was known

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The palace of
Pandemon-

ium rises.

The architect

otherwise Hephaistos or Vulcan.

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In Heaven by many a towered structure high, Where sceptred Angels held their residence, And sat as Princes, whom the Supreme King Exalted to such power, and gave to rule, Each in his hierarchy, the Orders bright. was Mulciber, Nor was his name unheard or unadored In ancient Greece; and in Ausonian land Men called him Mulciber; and how he fell From heaven they fabled, thrown by angry Jove. Sheer o'er the crystal battlements; from morn To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve, A summer's day; and with the setting sun Dropped from the zenith, like a falling star, On Lemnos, the Ægæan isle. Thus they relate, Erring; for he with this rebellious rout

The summons

to the council.

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Fell long before; nor aught availed him now
To have built in Heaven high towers; nor did he

scape

By all his engines, but was headlong sent,
With his industrious crew, to build in Hell.

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Meanwhile the wingèd Heralds, by command
Of sovran power, with awful ceremony
And trumpet's sound, throughout the host pro-
claim

A solemn council forthwith to be held

At Pandemonium, the high capital

Of Satan and his peers. Their summons called
From every band and squared regiment

By place or choice the worthiest; they, anon, The infernal With hundreds and with thousands trooping

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