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O'er Heaven's high Tow'rs to force resistless way, Heav'n's fugitives, and for their dwelling placeĪccept this dark opprobrious Den of shame,Īrm'd with Hell flames and fury all at once The Signal to ascend, sit ling'ring here, Millions that stand in Arms, and longing wait More unexpert, I boast not: them let thoseĬontrive who need, or when they need, not now.įor while they sit contriving, shall the rest, That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair. Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold, Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand

High on a throne of royal state, which far.

In th' arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moonīook II Incens'd with indignation Satan stood That riches grow in hell that soil may bestĭropped from the zenith like a falling star. The riches of heaven’s pavement, trodden gold,

Mammon, the least erected spirit that fellįrom heaven for ev’n in heaven his looks and thoughts.

Self-raised, and repossess their native seat?īy force, hath overcome but half his foe. Hath emptied Heaven, shall fail to re-ascend, That all these puissant legions, whose exile

For who can yet believe, though after loss,.

Thrice he assay'd, and thrice in spite of scorn.

On half the nations, and with fear of change

In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds.Less than archangel ruin'd, and th' excess 2, line 6.Ī shout that tore hell's concave, and beyondįrighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.Īll her original brightness, nor appear'd Compare: "Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air", Thomas Gray, The Bard, i. Shone like a meteor, streaming to the wind.

#Milton paradise lost full

Th' imperial ensign, which full high advanc'd.Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. In Vallombrosa, where th' Etrurian shadesĭarkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks.His spear, to equal which the tallest pine.In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:īetter to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven. Here we may reign secure, and in my choice Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:

#Milton paradise lost free

We shall be free the Almighty hath not built A mind not to be changed by place or time.Ĭan make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.Leviathan, which God created of all his worksĬreated hugest that swim th' Ocean stream. Titanian, or Earth-born, that warred on Jove,īy ancient Tarsus held, or that sea-beast Lay floating many a rood, in bulk as hugeĪs whom the fables name of monstrous size, Prone on the flood, extended long and large That sparkling blazed his other parts besides With head uplift above the wave, and eyes And out of good still to find means of evil.Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat. Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peaceĪnd rest can never dwell, hope never comes.Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky Stirred up with envy and revenge, deceived The infernal serpent he it was, whose guile,.Compare: "But vindicate the ways of God to man", Alexander Pope, Essay on Man, epistle i. That to the height of this great argument Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime. That with no middle flight intends to soar In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earthĭelight thee more, and Siloa's Brook that flow'd That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top.Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Of that forbidden tree whose mortal tasteīrought death into the world, and all our woe, Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit.