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Milton Paradise Lost Poem

Of Man’s first disobedience, and the fruit
Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste
Brought death into the World, and all our woe,
With the loss of Eden, till one greater Man
Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,
Sing, Heavenly Muse,* that, on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed
At the beginning how the heavens and earth
Rose out of Chaos: or, if Sion hill
Delight thee more, and Siloa’s brook that flowed
Fast by the oracle of God, I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventurous Song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues
Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
And chiefly thou, O Spirit, that does prefer
Before all temples the upright heart and pure,
Instruct me, for thou knowest ; thou from the first
Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread,

Of battle, when it raged, in all assaults
Their surest signal — they will soon resume
New courage and revive, though now they he
Groveling and prostrate on the yon lake of fire, 280
As we erewhile, astounded and amazed;
No wonder, fallen such a pernicious high! “

He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast.

The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fiesole,

Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, 290
Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.

His spear — to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great admiral, were but a wand —

He walked with, to support uneasy steps Over the burning Marie, not like those steps On Heaven’s azure; and the torrid clime Smote on him sore besides, vaulted with fire.

Nathless he so endured, till on the beach Of that inflamed sea he stood, and called 300
His legions —

Angel Forms, who lay entranced Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks In Vallombrosa, where the Etrurian shades

Above his equals. Farewell, happy fields,
Where joy forever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail, 250
Infernal World! and thou, profoundest Hell,
Receive thy new possessor — one who brings
A mind not to be changed by place or time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself *
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
What matter where, if I am still the same,
And what I should be, all, but less than he
Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free ; * the Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence: 260
Here we may reign secure; and, in my choice,
To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell :
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.
But wherefore let we then our faithful friends,
The associates and co-partners of our loss,
Lie thus astonished on the oblivious pool,
And call them not to share with us their part
In this unhappy mansion, or once more
With rallied arms to try what may be yet
Regained in Heaven, or what more lost in Hell? “
So Satan spake; and him Beelzebub 271
Thus answered: — ” Leader of those armies bright Which, but the Omnipotent, none could have foiled! If once they hear that voice,

their liveliest pledge Of hope in fears and dangers — heard so oft In worst extremes, and on the perilous edge

Author John Milton
Language English
No. of Pages202
PDF Size7.8 MB

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