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His end of being on earth, and mission high :
For Satan with sly preface to return

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Had left him vacant, and with speed was gone

Up to the middle region of thick air,

Where all his potentates in council sat ;
There without sign of boast, or sign of joy,
Solicitous and blank he thus began.

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Princes, Heav'n's ancient Sons, ethereal Thrones,
Demonian Spirits now, from th' element
Each of his reign allotted, rightlier call'd
Powers of Fire, Air, Water, and Earth beneath,
So may we hold our place and these mild seats 125
Without new trouble; such an enemy

Is risen to invade us, who no less

Threatens than our expulsion down to Hell;
I, as I undertook, and with the vote

Consenting in full frequence was impower'd,

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Have found him, view'd him, tasted him, but find
Far other labor to be undergone

Than when I dealt with Adam first of men,

Though Adam by his wife's allurement fell,
However to this Man inferior far,

If he be man by mother's side at least,

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With more than human gifts from Heav'n adorn'd,
Perfections absolute, graces divine,

And amplitude of mind to greatest deeds :
Therefore I am return'd, lest confidence

Of my success with Eve in Paradise

Deceive

ye to persuasion over-sure

Of like succeeding here; I summon all

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Rather to be in readiness, with hand

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Or counsel to assist; lest I who erst
Thought none my equal, now be over-match'd.
So spake th' old Serpent doubting, and from all
With clamor was assur'd their utmost aid
At his command; when from amidst them rose
Belial, the dissolutest spirit that fell,

The sensuallest, and after Asmodai
The fleshliest incubus, and thus advis'd.
Set women in his eye, and in his walk,
Among daughters of men the fairest found
Many are in each region passing fair
As the noon sky; more like to goddesses
Than mortal creatures, graceful and discreet,
Expert in amorous arts, inchanting tongues
Persuasive, virgin majesty with mild

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And sweet allay'd, yet terrible to' approach, 160 Skill'd to retire, and in retiring draw

Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets.

Such object hath the power to soft'n and tame
Severest temper, smooth the rugged'st brow,
Enerve, and with voluptuous hope dissolve, 165
Draw out with credulous desire, and lead
At will the manliest, resolutest breast,
As the magnetic hardest iron draws.
Women, when nothing else, beguil'd the heart
Of wisest Solomon, and made him build,
And made him bow to the gods of his wives.
To whom quick answer Satan thus return'd:
Belial, in much uneven scale thou weigh'st

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All others by thyself; because of old

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Thou thyself doat'dst on womankind, admiring 175
Their shape, their color, and attractive grace,
None are, thou think'st, but taken with such toys.
Before the flood thou with thy lusty crew,
False titled Sons of God, roaming the earth
Cast wanton eyes on the daughters of men,
And coupled with them, and begot a race.
Have we not seen, or by relation heard,
In courts and regal chambers how thou lurk'st,
In wood or grove by mossy fountain side,
In valley or green meadow, to way-lay
Some beauty rare, Calisto, Clymene,
Daphne, or Semele, Antiopa,

Or Amymone, Syrinx, many more:

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Too long, then lay'st thy scapes on names ador'd,

Apollo, Neptune, Jupiter, or Pan,

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Satir, or Faun, or Sylvan? But these haunts

Delight not all; among the sons of men,

How many have with a smile made small account Of Beauty and her lures, easily scorn'd

All her assaults, on worthier things intent?
Remember that Pellean conqueror,

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A youth, how all the beauties of the East
He slightly view'd, and slightly overpass'd:
How he sirnam'd of Africa dismiss'd
In his prime youth the fair Iberian maid,
For Solomon, he liv'd at ease, and full
Of honor, wealth, high fare, aim'd not beyond
Higher design than to enjoy his state ;

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Thence to the bait of women lay expos'd:
But he whom we attempt is wiser far
Than Solomon, of more exalted mind,
Made and set wholly on th' accomplishment
Of greatest things; what woman will
you find,
Though of this age the wonder and the fame,
On whom his leisure will vouchsafe an eye
Of fond desire? or should she confident,
As sitting queen ador'd on Beauty's throne,
Descend with all her winning charms begirt
To' enamour, as the zone of Venus once
Wrought that effect on Jove, so fables tell;
How would one look from his majestic brow
Seated as on the top of Virtue's hill,
Discount'nance her despis'd, and put to rout
All her array; her female pride deject,
Or turn to reverent awe; for Beauty stands
In th' admiration only of weak minds
Led captive; cease to admire, and all her plumes
Fall flat and shrink into a trivial toy,
At every sudden slighting quite abash'd :
Therefore, with manlier objects we must try
His constancy, with such as have more show
Of worth, of honor, glory', and popular praise;
Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wreck'd;
Or that which only seems to satisfy

Lawful desires of Nature, not beyond;

And now I know he hungers where no food
Is to be found, in the wide wilderness;

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The rest commit to me, I shall let pass

No' advantage, and his strength as oft assay.

He ceas'd, and heard their grant in loud acclame; Then forthwith to him takes a chosen band Of spirits likest to himself in guile

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To be at hand, and at his beck appear,
If cause were to unfold some active scene
Of various persons, each to know his part;
Then to the desert takes with these his flight;
Where still from shade to shade the Son of God
After forty days fasting had remain'd,

Now hungring first, and to himself thus said. Where will this end? four times ten days I've pass'd

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Wand'ring this woody maze, and human food 246
Nor tasted, nor had appetite; that fast
To virtue I impute not, or count part
Of what I suffer here; if Nature need not,
Or God support Nature without repast
Though needing; what praise is it to endure?
But now I feel I hunger, which declares
Nature hath need of what she asks; yet God
Can satisfy that need some other way,
Though hunger still remain: so it remain
Without this body's wasting, I content me,
And from the sting of famin fear no harm,
Nor mind it, fed with better thoughts that feed
Me hungring more to do my Father's will.

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It was the hour of night, when thus the Son 260 Commun'd in silent walk, then laid him down

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