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Th' imperial ensign, which, full high advanced,
Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.

Sonorous metal blowing martial sounds:
At which the universal host up-sent

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A shout that tore Hell's concave, and beyond
Frighted the reign of Chaos and old Night.

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In perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood

Of flutes and soft recorders.

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His form had yet not lost

All her original brightness, nor appeared

Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess
Of glory obscured.

In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds

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On half the nations, and with fear of change
Perplexes monarchs.

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Thrice he assayed, and thrice, in spite of scorn,
Tears, such as angels weep, burst forth.

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Who overcomes

By force, hath overcome but half his foe. Book i. Line 648.

Mammon, the least erected spirit that fell

From Heaven; for ev'n in Heaven his looks and

thoughts

Were always downward bent, admiring more

The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold,
Than aught divine or holy else enjoy'd

In vision beatific.

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Let none admire

That riches grow in Hell: that soil may best

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To noon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,

A summer's day.

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Faëry elves,

Whose midnight revels, by a forest-side,
Or fountain, some belated peasant sees,

Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon
Sits arbitress.

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High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth of Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat, by merit raised

To that bad eminence.

Surer to prosper than prosperity

Could have assured us.

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The strongest and the fiercest spirit

That fought in Heaven, now fiercer by despair.

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Rather than be less

Cared not to be at all.

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My sentence is for open war.

That in our proper motion we ascend
Up to our native seat: descent and fall
To us is adverse.

When the scourge

Inexorable, and the torturing hour

Call us to penance.

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But all was false and hollow, though his tongue Dropped manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash

Maturest counsels.

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The ethereal mould

Incapable of stain, would soon expel

Her mischief, and purge off the baser fire,
Victorious. Thus repulsed, our final hope
Is flat despair.

For who would lose,

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Though full of pain, this intellectual being,

Those thoughts that wander through eternity,

To perish rather, swallowed up and lost

In the wide womb of uncreated night? Book ii. Line 146.

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A pillar of state; deep on his front engraven
Deliberation sat, and public care;

And princely counsel in his face yet shone,
Majestic though in ruin. Sage he stood,
With Atlantean shoulders, fit to bear

The weight of mightiest monarchies; his look
Drew audience and attention still as night

Or summer's noontide air.

The palpable obscure.

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Oh, shame to men! devil with devil damned
Firm concord holds, men only disagree

Of creatures rational.

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In discourse more sweet,

For eloquence the soul, song charms the sense,
Others apart sat on a hill retired,

In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high
Of providence, foreknowledge, will and fate;
Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute,
And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.

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Vain wisdom all, and false philosophy. Bock ii. Line 565.

Arm the obdured breast

With stubborn patience as with triple steel.

A gulf profound as that Serbonian bog,
Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,
Where armies whole have sunk.

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O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp,

Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of

death.

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Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.

The other shape,

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If shape it might be called that shape had none

Distinguishable in member, joint or limb,

Or substance might be called that shadow seemed,
For each seemed either - black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten Furies, terrible as Hell,

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And Chaos, ancestors of nature, hold

Eternal anarchy amidst the noise

Of endless wars.

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For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce,

Strive here for mastery.

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With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,

Confusion worse confounded.

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Hail, holy light! offspring of Heaven first-born.

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