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So frowned the mighty combatants, that Hell

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Grew darker at their frown; so matched they stood;

For never but once more was either like

To meet so great a Foe: and now great deeds
Had been achieved, whereof all Hell had rung,
Had not the snaky Sorceress that sat

Fast by Hell-gate, and kept the fatal key,
Risen, and with hideous outcry rushed between.

O Father! what intends thy hand, she cried,
Against thy only Son? What fury, O Son!
Possesses thee to bend that mortal dart

Against thy Father's head? and know'st for whom ;
For him who sits above and laughs the while
At thee ordained his drudge, to execute
Whate'er his wrath, which he calls justice, bids;
His wrath, which one day will destroy ye both.

She spake, and at her words the hellish Pest
Forbore; then these to her Satan returned.

So strange thy outcry, and thy words so strange
Thou interposest, that my sudden hand,
Prevented, spares to tell thee yet by deeds
What it intends; till first I know of thee,

What thing thou art, thus double-formed; and why,
In this infernal vale first met, thou call'st

Me Father, and that phantasm call'st my Son:

I know thee not, nor ever saw till now

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