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With him the points of liberty, who made
Heav'n By him created in their bright degrees, Crown'd them with glory', and to their glory
nam'd Thrones, Dominations, Princedoms, Virtues, Pow'rs,
840 Essential Pow'rs; nor by his reign obscur'd, But more illustrious made; since he the Head One of our number thus reduc'd becomes ; His laws our laws; all honour to him done Returns our own. Cease then this impious rage, And tempt not these; but hasten to appease 846 Th’incensed Father and th’incensed Son, While pardon may be found in time besought.
So spake the fervent Angel ; but his zeal None seconded, as out of season judg’d,
850 Or singular and rash, whereat rejoic’d Th’Apostate, and more haughty thus reply'd : That wewereform’dthen say’st thou?and the work Of secondary hands, by task transferr'd From Father to his Son ? Strange point, and new! Doctrine which we would know whence learn'd. Who saw
856 When this creation was? Remember'st thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being ? We know no time when we were not as now; Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais'd 860 By our own quick’ning pow'r, when fatal course Had circl'd his full orb, the birth mature Of this our native Heav'n, ethereal sons. Our puissance is our own; our own right hand Shall teach us highest deeds, by proof to try 865 Who is our equal : then thou shalt behold Whether by supplication we intend Address, and to begirt th' almighty throne Beseeching or besieging. This report, These tidings, carry to th’anointed King; 870 And fly, ere evil intercept thy flight.
He said, and as the sound of waters deep Hoarse murmur echo'd to his words applause Through the infinite host; nor less for that The flaming Seraph fearless, though alone 875 Encompass'd round with foes, thus answer'd bold:
O alienate from God, O Sp’rit accurs’d, Forsaken of all good ! I see thy fall
Determin'd, and thy hapless crew involv'd
now an iron rod, to bruise and break
So spake the Seraph Abdiel, faithful found Among the faithless, faithful only he; Among innumerable false, unmov’d, Unshaken, unseduc'd, unterrify'd, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number, nor example, with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change hisconstant mind, Tho' single. From amidst them forth he pass’d, Long way thro' hostile scorn, which he sustain'd Superior, nor of violence fear'd aught ;
905 And with retorted scorn his back he turn'd On those proud tow’rsto swift destruction doom'd.
END OF THE FIFTH BOOK.
Raphael continues to relate how Michael and Gabriel
were sent forth to battle against Satan and bis Angels. The first fight described : Satan and bis Powers retire under night : He calls a council, invents devilish engines, which in the second day's fight put Michael and bis Angels to some disorder ; but they at length, pulling up mountains, overwbelmed both the force and machines of Satan : Yet the tumult not so ending, God on the third day sends Messiah bis Son, for whom he had reserved the glory of that victory : He, in the power of bis Father, coming to the place, and causing all bis legions to stand still on either side, with his chariot and thunder driving into the midst of bis enemies, pursues them, unable to resist, towards the wall of Heaven ; which opening, they leap down with horror and confusion into the place of punishment prepared for them in the deep : Messiab returns with triumph to bis Fatber,