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Invulnerable, impenetrably arm'd :
Such high advantages their innocence
Gave them above their foes, not to have finn'd,
Not to have disobey'd ; in fight they stood
Unwearied, unobnoxious to be pain'd
By wound, though from their place by violence mov'd.
Now Night her course began, and over heav'n
Inducing darkness, grateful truce impos’d,
And filence on the odious dinn of war :
Under her cloudie covert both retird,
Victor and vanquish't : on the foughten field
Michael and his angels prevalent
Encamping, plac'd in guard their watches round,
Cherubic waving fires : on the other part
Satan with his rebellious difappeerd,
Far in the dark dislodg'd, and void of rest,
His potentates to councel call d by night ;
And in the midst thus undilmai'd began.

O now in danger tri'd, now known in armes
Not to be overpower'd, companions dear,
Found worthy not of liberty alone,
Too mean pretense, but what we more affect,
Honour, dominion, glorie, and renown,
Who have fustain'd one day in doubtful fight
(And if one day, why not eternal days ?)
What heaven's lord had powerfullest to send
Against us from about his throne, and judg'd
Sufficient to fubdue us to his will,
But proves not fo : then fallible, it seems,
Of future we may deem him, though till now
Omniscient thought. True is, less firmly arm’d,

Some disadvantage we endur'd and pain,
Till now not known, but known as soon contemn'd,
Since now we find this our empyreal form,
Incapable of mortal injurie
Imperishable, and though pierc'd with wound,
Soon closing, and by native vigour healid.
Of evil then so small as easie think
The remedie; perhaps more valid arms,
Weapons more violent, when next we meet,
May serve to better us, and worse foes,
Or equal what between us made the odds,
In nature none : if other hidden cause
Left them fuperiour, while we can preserve
Unhurt our minds, and understanding sound,
Due search and consultation will disclose.

He sat ; and in th'assembly next upstood
Nisroc, of principalities the prime ;
As one he stood escap't from cruel fight,
Sore toil'd, his riv'n arms to havoc hewn,
And cloudie in aspect thus answering spake.
Deliverer from new lords, leader to free
Enjoyment of our right as gods; yet hard
For gods, and too unequal work we find
Against unequal arms to fight in pain,
Against unpain'd, impassive; from which evil
Ruin must needs ensue; for what avails
Valour or strength, though matchless, quell’d with pain
Which all subdues, and makes remiss the hands
Of mightiest. Sense of pleasure we may well
Spare out of life perhaps, and not repine,
But live content, which is the calmest life :

But pain is perfect miserie, the worst
Of evils, and excessive, overturns
All patience. He who therefore can invent
With what more forcible we may offend
Our yet unwounded enemies, or arm
Ourselves with like defence, to me deserves
No less then for deliverance what we owe.

Whereto with look compos'd Satan repli'd.
Not uninvented that, which thou 'aright
Believ'ft fo main to our success, I bring ;
Which of us who beholds the bright surface
Of this ethereous mould whereon we stand,
This continent of spacious heav'n, adorn'd
With plant, fruit, flour ambrosial, gemms and gold,
Whose eye fo superficially surveyes
These things, as not to mind from whence they grow
Deep under ground, materials dark and crude,
Of spiritous and fierie fpume, till toucht
With heav'n's ray, and temper'd they Thoot forth
So beauteous, op'ning to the ambient light.
These in their dark nativitie the deep
Shall yield us pregnant with infernal fame,
Which into hollow engines long and round
Thick ramm'd, at th'other bore with touch of fire
Dilated and infuriate shall send forth
From far with thundring noise among our foes
Such implements of mischief as shall dath
To pieces, and orewhelm whatever itands
Adverse, that they shall fear we have disarmed
The Thunderer of his only dreaded bolt.
Nor long Ohall be our labour, yet ere dawne,

Effect shall end our with. Mean while revive ;
Abandon fear ; to strength and counsel join'd
Think nothing hard, much less to be despair’d.
He ended, and his words their drooping chere
Enlightn’d, and their languisht hope reviv'd.
Th'invention all admir'd, and each, how he
To be th’inventer miss’d, so easie it seem'd
Once found, which yet unfound most would have thought
Impossible: yet haply of thy race
In future days, if malice should abound,
Some one intent on mischief, or inspir'd
With dev'lish machination might devise
Like instrument to plague the sons of men
For fin, on war and mutual Naughter bent.
Forthwith from councel to the work they fiew,
None arguing stood, innumerable hands
Were ready, in a moment up they tum'd
Wide the celestial foile, and faw beneath.
Th’originals of nature in their crude
Conception ; sulphurous and nitrous foame
They found, they mingļd, and with futtle art,
Concocted and adufted they reduc'd
To blackest grain, and into store convey'd :
Part hidd’n veins digg'd up (nor hath this earth
Entrails unlike) of mineral and stone,
Whereof to found their engins and their balls
Of missive ruin ; part incentive reed
Provide, pernicious with one touch to fire.
So all ere day-spring, under conscious night
Secret they finish'd, and in order set,
With filent circumfpection uncfpi'd.


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Now when fair morn orient in heav'n appeer'd
Up rose the victor angels and to arms
The matin trumpet sung : in arms they stood
Of golden panoplie, refulgent hoft,
Soon banded ; others from the dawning hills
Look'd round, and scouts each coast light-arm'd fcour,
Each quarter, to descrie the distant foe,
Where lodg’d, or whither Aed, or if for fight,
In motion or in alt • him soon they met-
Under spread enlignes moving nigh, in Now
But firm battalion-; back with speedieft fail
Zophiel, of cherubim the fwiftest wing,
Came flying, and in mid air aloud thus cried.

Arme, warriors, arma for fight, the foe at hand,
Whom fled we thought, will save us long pursuit
This day, fear not his flight, fo thick a cloud
He comes, and fetti'd in his face I see
Sad resolution and secure : let each 1
His adamantine coat gird well, and each
Fit well his helme, gripe fast his orbed Nield,
Born even or high, for this day will pour down,
If I conjecture aught, no drizling show'r,
But rattling storm of /arrows barb'd with fire.
So warn’d he them aware themselves, and soon
In order, quit of all impediment;" :
Instant without disturb they took allarm,
And onward move embattell’d; when behold:
Not distant far with heavie pace the foe
Approaching grofs and huge; in hollow cube..
Training his devilish enginrie, impal'd
On every fide with fhaddowing squadrons deep,

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