And where their weakness, how attempted beft, By force or fubtlety. Though Heav'n be shut And Heav'n's high arbitrator fit secure In his own ftrength, this place may lye ex pos'd The utmost border of his kingdom, left 360 365 All as our own, and drive, as we are driv'n Faded fo foon. Advise if this be worth 375 Hatching vain empires. Thus Beelzebub Of mankind in one root, and earth with hell The great Creator;, but their spite still serves 385 His glory to augment. The bold design Pleas'd highly those infernal States, and joy Sparkl'd in all their eyes; with full allent They vote: whereat his speech he thus renews. Well have ye judg'd, well ended long de Synod of Gods! and, like to what ye are, Great things refolv'd; which from the lowest deep Will once more lift us up, in spight of fate, And opportune excurfion, we may chance Shall breathe her balm. But first whom shall we fend In fearch of this new world! whom fhall we find Sufficient? who fhall tempt with wandring feet Över the vast abrupt, e'er he arrive The happy ifle ? What strength, what art can then 410 Suffice, or what evafion bear him fafe Through the strict senteries, and stations thick Of Angels wathching round? here he had need All circumfpection; and we now no less Choice in our fuffrage; for on whom we fend, 415 The weight of all and our last hope relies, and each In others count'nance read his own dismay Astonish'd: none, among the choice and prime Of those hea'n-warring champions, could be found So hardy, as to proffer or accept Alone the dreadful voyage: till ad last 425 Satan, whom now transcendent glory ́rais'd Above his fellow's, with monarchal pride Conscious of highest worth, unmov'd thus spake O Progeny of Heav'n, empyreal Thrones! 430 With reafon hath deep filence and demur Seiz'd us, though undifmay'd: long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light, D Our prison strong, this huge convex of fire. These pass'd, if any pass, the void profound Wide gaping, and with utter lofs of being 440 And judg'd of public moment, in the shape Me from attempting. Wherefore do I affume 450 Of hazard as of honor, due alike 455 To him who reigns, and so much to him due The present mifery, and render Hell More tolerable; if there be cure or charm 460 To refpite or deceive, or flak the pain rofe 465 Thus faying The Monarch, and prevented all reply; His rivals, winning cheap the high repute Dreaded not more th'adventure than his voice Forbidding; and at once with him they rofe: 475 Their rifing all at once was as the found bend With awful reverence prone; and as a God Extol, him equal to the highest in Heav'n: Nor fail'd they to exprefs, how much they prais'd, That for the general fafety he defpis'd 480 His own for neither do the fpirits damn'd Lose all their virtue; left bad men should boast D 2 |