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Satan, now in profpect of Eden, and nigh the place where he must now attempt the bold enterprize which he undertook alone againft God, and Man, falls into many doubts with himself, and many paffions, fear, envy, and defpair: but at length confirms himself in evil, journeys on to Paradife, whofe outward prospect and fituation is defcribed, overleaps the bounds, fits in the fhape of a cormorant on the Tree of Life, as the highest in the garden, to look about him. The garden defcribed; Satan's first fight of Adam and Eve; his wonder at their excellent form and happy ftate, but with refolution to work their fall; overhears their dif

courfe; thence gathers that the Tree of Knowledge was forbidden them to eat of, under penalty of death; and thereon intends to found his temptation, by feducing them to tranfgrefs: then leaves them awhile to know further of their state by fome other means. Mean-while Uriel defcending on a fun-beam warns Gabriel (who had in charge the gate of Paradife) that fome evil fpirit had escaped the Deep, and paft at noon by his fphere in the fhape of a good Angel down to Paradife, difcovered afterwards by his furious geftures in the mount: Gabriel promises to find him out e'er morning. Night comes on, Adam and Eve difcourfe of going to their reft: their bower defcribed; their evening worship. Gabriel drawing forth his bands of night-watch to walk the round of Paradife, appoints two ftrong Angels to Adam's bower, left the evil fpirit should be there doing fome harm to Adam or Eve fleeping; there they find him at the ear of Eve, tempting her in a dream, and bring him, tho' unwilling, to Gabriel; by whom queftion'd, he fcornfully anfwers, prepares refiftance, but, hinder'd by a fign from heav'n, flies out of Paradife.


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FOR that warning voice, which he who faw Th' Apocalyps heard cry in heav'n aloud, Then when the Dragon, put to fecond rout, Came furious down to be reveng'd on men, Wo to th' inhabitants on earth! that now While time was, our first parents had been warn'd The coming of their fecret foe, and fcap'd Haply fo fcap'd, his mortal fnare: for now Satan, now first inflam'd with rage, came down, (The tempter, e'er th' accuser, of mankind,) To wreak on innocent frail man his lofs Of that first battel, and his flight to hell. Yet not rejoycing in his speed, though bold, Far off and fearless, nor with cause to boast, Begins his dire attempt; which nigh the birth Now rowling, boils in his tumultuous breast, And like a devilish engine back recoils Upon himself: horror and doubt distract His troubled thoughts; and from the bottom stir The hell within him, (for within him hell He brings, and round about him, nor from hell One ftep, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place:) now conscience wakes despair, That flumber'd; wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be, 25 Worfe! of worse deeds worse sufferings must enfue. Sometimes tow'rds Eden, which now in his view Lay pleasant, his griev'd look he fixes sad : Sometimes tow'rds heav'n, and the full blazing fun,


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Which now fat high in his meridian tow'r :
Then much revolving, thus in fighs began.

O thou! that, with furpaffing glory crown'd,
Look'ft from thy fole dominion like the God
Of this new world; at whofe fight all the stars
Hide their diminish'd heads; to thee I call,
But with no friendly voice, and add thy name,
O Sun! to tell thee how I hate thy beams,
That bring to my remembrance from what state
I fell how glorious once above thy sphere!
'Till pride, and worse ambition, threw me down, 40
Warring in heav'n against heav'n's matchless King.
Ah wherefore! He deferv'd no fuch return
From me, whom He created what I was,
In that bright eminence; and with his good
Upbraided none; nor was his fervice hard.
What could be lefs! than to afford him praife,
(The easiest recompenfe,) and pay him thanks:
How due! yet all his good prov'd ill in me,
And wrought but malice: lifted up so high
I 'fdein'd fubjection, and thought one step higher 50
Would fet me higheft; and in a moment quit
The debt immense of endless gratitude;
So burthenfome, ftill paying, ftill to owe;
Forgetful what from Him I still receiv'd:
And understood not that a grateful mind
By owing owes not, but ftill pays, at once
Indebted, and discharg'd: what burden then?
O had His pow'rful destiny ordain'd
Me fome inferior Angel! I had stood





Then happy; no unbounded hope had rais'd
Ambition! Yet why not? fome other Pow'r
As great might have aspir'd, and me though mean
Drawn to his part: but other Pow'rs as great
Fell not, but stand unshaken; from within,
Or from without, to all temptations arm'd.
Hadft thou the fame free will, and pow'r, to stand?
Thou hadft! Whom haft thou then, or what, t'accufe,
But heav'n's free love, dealt equally to all?
Be then His love accurft, fince love, or hate
To me alike, it deals eternal woe:
Nay, curst be thou! fince against His thy will
Chose freely what it now fo juftly rues.
Me miferable! which way fhall I fly
Infinite wrath, and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; my self am hell;
And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep
Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide;
To which the hell I fuffer seems a heav'n.
O then at last relent! Is there no place
Left for repentance? none for pardon left?
None left, but by submission; and that word
Difdain forbids me, and my dread of shame
Among the fpirits beneath, whom I feduc'd
With other promises, and other vaunts
Than to fubmit, boafting I could fubdue
Th' Omnipotent. Ah me! they little know
How dearly I abide that boast so vain ;
Under what torments inwardly I groan,
While they adore me on the throne of hell.






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