To blackest grain, and into store convey'd : 515 Up rose the victor-Angels, and to arms 525 The matin trumpet sung in arms they stood Of golden panoply, refulgent host, Soon banded; others from the dawning hills Look round, and scouts each coast light-armed scour, Each quarter to descry the distant foe, 530 Where lodged, or whither fled, or if for fight, In motion or in halt: Him soon they met Arm, Warriors, arm for fight; the foe at hand, 535 540 Sad resolution, and secure: Let each His adamantine coat gird well, and each Fit well his helm, gripe fast his orbed shield, Borne even or high; for this day will pour down, If I conjecture aught, no drizzling shower, 545 But rattling storms of arrows barb'd with fire. Instant without disturb they took alarm, And onward moved embattled: When behold! 550. Training his devilish enginery, impaled On every side with shadowing squadrons deep, On wheels (for like to pillars most they seem'd, Or hollow'd bodies made of oak or fir, 555 560 565 570 With branches lopp'd, in wood or mountain fell'd,) 575 Brass, iron, stony mould, had not their mouths With hideous orifice gaped on us wide, Portending hollow truce: At each behind Stood waving tipp'd with fire: while we, suspense, 580 Not long for sudden all at once their reeds : Put forth, and to a narrow vent applied With nicest touch. Immediate in a flame, 584 But soon obscured with smoke, all Heaven appear'd, From those deep-throated engines belch'd, whose roar Embowel'd with outrageous noise the air, Their devilish glut, chain'd thunderbolts and hail 590 Level'd, with such impetuous fury smote, That, whom they hit, none on their feet might stand, The sooner for their arms; unarm'd, they might 595 By quick contraction or remove; but now What should they do? if on they rush'd, repulse 600 Doubled, would render them yet more despised, They worse abhorr'd. Satan beheld their plight, 605 O Friends! why come not on these victors proud? Fre while they fierce were coming; and when we 610 To entertain them fair with open front And breast, (what could we more ?) propounded terms Of composition, straight they changed their minds, Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell, As they would dance; yet for a dance they seem'd 615 Somewhat extravagant and wild; perhaps For joy of offer'd peace: But I suppose If our proposals once again were heard, We should compel them to a quick result. To whom thus Belial, in like gamesome mood: 620 Leader! the terms we sent were terms of weight, Of hard contents, and full of force urged home, Such as we might perceive amused them all, And stumbled many: Who receives them right Had need from head to foot well understand; Not understood, this gift they have besides, They show us when our foes walk not upright. So they among themselves in pleasant vein 625 Stood scoffing, heighten'd in their thoughts beyond All doubt of victory: Eternal Might To match with their inventions they presumed So easy, and of his thunder made a scorn, And all his host derided, while they stood 630 636 Rage prompted them at length, and found them arms Of pleasure situate in hill and dale,) 640 Light as the lightning glimpse they ran, they flew; 645 When coming towards them so dread they saw 650 They saw them whelm'd, and all their confidence 654 Came shadowing, and oppress'd whole legions arm'd; Long struggling underneath, ere they could wind The rest, in imitation, to like arms Betook them, and the neighbouring hills uptore: That under ground they fought in dismal shade ; 665 Far separate, circling thy holy mount, Hymns of high praise, and I among them Chief. 745 So said, he, o'er his sceptre bowing, rose From the right hand of Glory where he sat ; And the third sacred morn began to shine, Dawning through Heaven. Forth rush'd with whirlwind The chariot of Paternal Deity, [sound, 750 Flashing thick flames, wheel within wheel undrawn, Itself instinct with Spirit, but convoy'd By four Cherubic shapes; four faces each Had wondrous; as with stars, their bodies all And wings were set with eyes; with eyes the wheels Of beryl, and careering fires between; 756 Over their heads a crystal firmament, Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with pure Amber, and colours of the showery arch. 760 Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought, Sat eagle-winged; beside him hung his bow And quiver with three-bolted thunder stored; And from about him fierce effusion roll'd 765 Of smoke and bickering flame and sparkles dire: He onward came; far off his coming shone; And twenty thousand (I their number heard) 770 775 780 |