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Of mine own brood, that on my bowels feed :
Thou art my father, thou my author, thou
My being gav'st me; whom Iould I obey
But thee, whom follows thou wilt bring me soon
To that new world of light and bliss, among
The Gods who live at ease, where I Mall reign
At thy right hand voluptuous, as beseems .
Thy daughter and thy darling, without end,

Thus faying, from her side the fatal key,
Sad instrument of all our woe, the took ;
And towards the gate nolling her bestial train, : :">
Forthwith the huge porcullis high up drew,
Which but herself not all the Stygian powers
Could once have moy'd; then in the key-hole turns
Th'intricate wards, and every bolt and þar
Of massie iron or folid rock with ease .
Unfastens: op af fulden open fy -
With impetuous gecoil and jarring found
Th’infernal dpors, and on their hinges grate
Haríh thunder, that the lowest bottom fhook
Of Erebus. She open'd, but to fhut
Excell'd her power ; the gates wide open food,

That with extended wings a banner'd hoft.
& Under spread enfigns marching might pass through

With horse and chariots rank'd in loose array;
So wide they stood, and like a furnace mouth
Cast forth redounding {moak and fuddy Aame,
Before their eyes in sudden view appear
The fecrets of the hoarie deep, a dark
Illimitable Ocean without bound,
Without dimenfion, where length, breadth, and highth,

And time and place are loft; where eldest Night' s
And Chaos, ancestors of nature, hold' ! 3€! :
Eternal Anarchie, amidit the noise .!'.; !!
Of endless wars, and by confusion ftand. ':' :
For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce 1
Strive here for maistrie, and to battle bring
Their embryon atoms; they around the flag iis
Of each his faction, in their several clans,
Light-arm’d or heavy, sharp, smooth, swift or now,
Swarm populous, unnumber'd as the sands o'zi ?
Of Barca or Cyrene's torrid foil, sili il, N
Levied to fide with warring winds, and poife's not for
Their lighter wings. To whom these moft adhere, ****
He rules a moment; Chaos umpire' fits,
And by decision more embroils the fray" as
By which he reigns: 'next him high arbiter ti. .
Chance governs all. Into this wild abyfs, 7 8 ,
The womb of nature, and perhaps her grave; int
Of neither fea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire, usarz"
But all these in their pregnant causes mixt ning is?
Confus’dly, and which thus must ever fight,
Unless th'almighty Maker them ordain foie
His dark materials to create more worlds,
Into this wild abyss the warie fiend 2.23
Stood on the brink of hell and look'd a while,
Pondering his voyage zi for no narrow frith it ll
He had to cross. Nor was his ear lefs peal'd'."
With noises loud and ruinous (to compare
Great things with small) then when Bellona storms,
With all her battering engines bent to rase
Some capital city; or less than if this frame co'

Of heav'n were falling, and these elements In mutinie had from her axle torn The ftedfast earth. At last his fail-broad vannes He spreads for fight, and in the surging smoak Uplifted spurns the ground, thence many a league As in a cloudy chair ascending rides Audacious, but that seat foon failing, meats A vast vacuitie: all unawares Fluttering his pennons vain plumb down he drops Ten thousand fathom deep, and to this hour Down had been falling, had not by ill chance The strong rebuff of fome tumultuous cloud Instinct with fire and nitre hurried him As many miles aloft : that furie stay'd, Quencht in a boggie Syrtis, neither fea, Nor good dry land : nigh founder'd on he fares, Treading the crude consistence, hälf on foot, Half Aying ; behoves him now both oar and fail. As when a Gryphon through the wilderness With winged course o'er hill and moarie dale, Pursues the Arimafpian, who by stelth Had from his wakeful cuftody purloin'd The guarded gold : to eagerly the fiend -.. O'er bog or steep, through ftrait; rough, dense or rare, With head, hands, wings or feet pursues his way, And swims or finks, or wades, or creeps, or flies : At length a universal hubbub wild Of stunning founds and voices all confus'd Born through the hollow dark'affaults his ear con With loudest vehemence: thither he plyes, in Undaunted to'meet there whatever power

Or spirit of the netherinoft abyfs
Might in that noise reside, of whom to ask
Which way the nearest coaft of darkness ties
Bordering on light; when ftrait behold the throne
Of Chaos, and his dark pavillion spread
Wide on the wasteful deep; with him enthron'd
Sat fable-vested Night; eldeft of things,
The consort of his reign ; and by them food
Orcus and Ades, and the dreaded name
Of Demogorgon ; Rumor next and Chance,
And Tumult and Confufion all imbroild, .
And Discord with a thousand various mouths.
T'whom Satan turning boldly, thus. Ye powers
And spirits of this nethermoft abyss,
Chaos and ancient Night, I come no Spy,
With purpose to explore or' to disturb

The secrets of your realm, but by constraint
Wandring this darksome defart, as my way":
Lies through your fpacious empire up to light,*
Alone, and without guide, half loft, I feek
What readiest path leads where your gloomy bounds
Confine with heav'n; or if some other place
From your dominion won, th'ethereal' king
Porleffes lately, thither to arrive
I travel this profound, direct my courses an!!
Directed no mean recompence it brings ?
To your behoof, if I that region loft,"; >"; me
All ufurpation thence expelf'd, reduce*.
To her original darkness and your fway !!:
(Which is my present journey' and once more."
Erect the standard there of ancient nigtes ,

Your's be th’adyantage all, mine the revenge. .

Thus Satan'z and him thus the anarch old With fault'ring speech and visage incompos'd Answer'd. I know thee, ranger, who thou art, That mighty leading angel, who of late Made head againft bear'n's king, though overthrown. I saw and heard, for fuch a numerous hoft.. Fled not. in fidence through the frighted deep With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout,,. ; Confusion worse.confounded 3 and heav'n gates Pour'd out by millions her vi&orious.bands'. Pursuing. I upon my frontieres here. Keep refidence z if all I can will serve, That little which 16 left fo to defend, . .." Encroacht on Mil'through our inteftine broils Weakning the fceptre of old Night: firá hell ?.. Your dungeon stretching for and wide beneath 3. Now lately heav'n and earth, another world, Hung o're my realm, link'd in a golden chain To that fide heav'n from whence your legions fell : : If that way be your walk, you have not far ; So much the nearer dangers go and fpeed; Havock and spoil and ruin are my gain.

He ceasid; and Satan Atay'd not to reply, ?, But glad that now his fea fhould find a thore, With fresh alacrity and force renewid... . . Springs upward like a pyramid of hire. Into the wild expanse, and through the frock 3 Of fighting elements, on all fides round on Environ'd wins his way; harder befet : And more endangerd, then when Argo pals’d:

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