What it intends; till first I know of thee,
What thing thou art, thus double-form'd, and why, In this infernal vale first met, thou call'st Me father, and that fantasm call'st my son: I know thee not, nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee.
T' whom thus the portress of hell gate reply'd. Hast thou forgot me then, and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul, once deem'd so fair In heav'n? when at th' assembly, and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combin'd In bold conspiracy against heav'n's King, All on a sudden miserable pain
Surpriz'd thee, dim thine eyes, and dizzy swum In darkness, while thy head flames thick and fast Threw forth, till on the left side op'ning wide, Likest to thee in shape and count'nance bright, Then shining heav'nly fair, a Goddess arm'd, Out of thy head I sprung: amazement seiz'd All th' host of heav'n; back they recoil'd afraid At first, and call'd me Sin, and for a sign Portentous held me: but familiar grown, I pleas'd, and with attractive graces won The most averse, thee chiefly, who full oft Thy self in me thy perfect image viewing Becam❜st enamour'd, and such joy thou took'st With me in secret, that my womb conceiv'd A growing burthen. Mean while war arose, And fields were fought in heaven; wherein remain'd, For what could else? to our almighty foe Clear victory, to our part loss and rout Through all the empyrean: down they fell
Driv'n headlong from the pitch of heav'n, down Into this deep, and in the general fall
I also; at which time this powerful key Into my hand was giv'n, with charge to keep These gates for ever shut, which none can pass Without my op'ning. Pensive here I sat Alone, but long I sat not, till my womb, Pregnant by thee and now excessive grown, Prodigious motion felt and rueful throes. At last this odious offspring whom thou seest, Thine own begotten, breaking violent way, Tore through my entrails, that with fear and pain Distorted all my nether shape thus grew Transform'd: but he my inbred enemy Forth issu'd, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy: I fled, and cry'd out Death; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. I fled, but he pursu'd, though more, it seems, Inflam'd with lust than rage, and swifter far Me overtook his mother all dismay'd, And, in embraces forcible and foul Ingend'ring with me, of that rape begot These yelling monsters that with ceaseless cry Surround me, as thou saw'st, hourly conceiv'd And hourly born, with sorrow infinite To me; for when they list into the womb That bred them they return, and howl, and gnaw My bowels, their repast; then bursting forth Afresh with conscious terrors vex me round, That rest or intermission none I find. Before mine eyes in opposition sits
What it intends; till first I know of thee,
What thing thou art, thus double-form'd, and why, In this infernal vale first met, thou call'st Me father, and that fantasm call'st my son: I know thee not, nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable than him and thee. T'whom thus the portress of hell gate reply'd. Hast thou forgot me then, and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul, once deem'd so fair In heav'n? when at th' assembly, and in sight Of all the seraphim with thee combin'd In bold conspiracy against heav'n's King, All on a sudden miserable pain
Surpriz'd thee, dim thine eyes, and dizzy swum In darkness, while thy head flames thick and fast Threw forth, till on the left side op'ning wide, Likest to thee in shape and count'nance bright, Then shining heav'nly fair, a Goddess arm'd, Out of thy head I sprung: amazement seiz'd All th' host of heav'n; back they recoil'd afraid At first, and call'd me Sin, and for a sign Portentous held me: but familiar grown, I pleas'd, and with attractive graces won The most averse, thee chiefly, who full oft Thy self in me thy perfect image viewing Becam❜st enamour'd, and such joy thou took'st With me in secret, that my womb conceiv'd A growing burthen. Mean while war arose, And fields were fought in heaven; wherein remain'd, For what could else? to our almighty foe Clear victory, to our part loss and rout Through all the empyrean: down they fell
Driv'n headlong from the pitch of heav'n, down Into this deep, and in the general fall
I also; at which time this powerful key Into my hand was giv'n, with charge to keep These gates for ever shut, which none can pass Without my op'ning. Pensive here I sat Alone, but long I sat not, till my womb, Pregnant by thee and now excessive grown, Prodigious motion felt and rueful throes. At last this odious offspring whom thou seest, Thine own begotten, breaking violent way, Tore through my entrails, that with fear and pain Distorted all my nether shape thus grew
Forth issu❜d, brandishing his fatal dart Made to destroy: I fled, and cry'd out Death; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded Death. I fled, but he pursu'd, though more, it seems, Inflam'd with lust than rage, and swifter far Me overtook his mother all dismay'd, And, in embraces forcible and foul Ingend'ring with me, of that rape begot These yelling monsters that with ceaseless cry Surround me, as thou saw'st, hourly conceiv'd And hourly born, with sorrow infinite To me; for when they list into the womb That bred them they return, and howl, and gnaw My bowels, their repast; then bursting forth Afresh with conscious terrors vex me round, That rest or intermission none I find. Before mine eyes in opposition sits
Grim death my son and foe, who sets them on, And me his parent would full soon devour For want of other prey, but that he knows His end with mine involv'd; and knows that I Should prove a bitter morsel, and his bane, Whenever that shall be; so Fate pronounc'd. But thou, O father, I forewarn thee, shun His deadly arrow; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright arms, Though temper'd heavenly; for that mortal dint, Save he who reigns above, none can resist.
She finish'd, and the subtle fiend his lore
Soon learn'd, now milder, and thus answer'd smooth. Dear daughter, since thou claim'st me for thy sire, And my fair son here show'st me, the dear pledge Of dalliance had with thee in heaven, and joys Then sweet, now sad to mention, through dire change Befall'n us, unforeseen, unthought of, know I come no enemy, but to set free
From out this dark and dismal house of pain, Both him and thee, and all the heav'nly host Of spirits that, in our just pretenses arm'd, Fell with us from on high: from them I go This uncouth errand sole, and one for all Myself expose, with lonely steps to tread Th' unfounded deep, and through the void immense To search with wandering quest a place foretold Should be, and, by concurring signs, ere now Created, vast and round, a place of bliss In the purlieus of heav'n, and therein plac'd A race of upstart creatures, to supply
Perhaps our vacant room, though more remov'd,
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