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Through the infinite host; nor less for that
Nor number, nor example, with him wrought
Long way through hostile scorn, which he sustain'd Superior, nor of violence fear'd aught;
And, with retorted scorn, his back he turn'd
On those proud towers to swift destruction doom'd.
DRAWN BY RICHARD WESTALL.R.A. ENGRAVED BY CHARLES HEATH. PUBLISHED BY JOHN SHARPE PICCADILLY.
JAN. 1, 1822.
Raphael continues to relate how Michael and Gabriel were sent forth to battle against Satan and his Angels. The first fight described: Satan and his Powers retire under night: He calls a council; invents devilish engines, which, in the second day's fight, put Michael and his Angels to some disorder; but they at length, pulling up mountains, overwhelmed both the force and machines of Satan: Yet, the tumult not so ending, God, on the third day, sends MESSIAH his son, for whom he had reserved the glory of that victory: He, in the power of his Father, coming to the place, and causing all his legions to stand still on either side, with his chariot and thunder driving into the midst of his enemies, pursues them unable to resist towards the wall of Heaven: which opening, they leap down with horror and confusion into the place of punishment prepared for them in the deep: MESSIAH returns with triumph to his Father.
ALL night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, [Morn,
Lodge and dislodge by turns, which makes through
Obsequious darkness enters, till her hour