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Heav'n; which opening, they leap down with horrer and confufion into the place of punishment prepared for them in the Deep: MESSIAH returns with triumph to bis FATHER.

LL night the dreadlefs Angel, unperfu'd, Thro' Heav'n's wide champain held his way, till Morn,

Wak'd by the circling Hours, with rofy hand



Unbarr'd the gates of light. There is a cave
Within the mount of God, faft by his throne,
Where light and darkness in perpetual round
Lodge & dislodge by turns, which makes thro' Heav'n
Grateful viciffitude, like day and night:
Light iffues forth, and at the other door
Obfequious darkness enters, till her hour
To veil the heav'n, (tho' darknefe there might well
Seem twilight here) and now went forth the Morn,
Such as in highest Heav'n, array'd in gold
Empyreal; from before her vanish'd night,
Shot thro' with orient beams: when all the plain 15
Cover'd with thick imbattled fquadrons bright,
Chariots, and flaming arms, and fiery fteeds,
Reflecting blaze on blaze, firft met his view.
War he perceiv'd, war in procinct, and found
Already known what he for news had thought
To have reported: gladly then he mix'd
Among thofe friendly Pow'rs, who him receiv'd
With joy and acclamations loud, that One,
That of fo many myriads fall'n, yet One
Return'd, not loft. On to the facred hill
They led him high applauded, and present
Before the feat fupreme; from whence a voice,
From midft a golden cloud, thus mild was heard.



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Against revolted multitudes the caufe
Of truth, in word mightier than they in arms:
And for the teftimony of truth haft born
Univerfal reproach; far worse to bear
Than violence: for this was all thy care,
To ftand approv'd in fight of GoD, tho' worlds
Judg'd thee perverfe. The eafier conqueft now
Remains thee, aided by this host of friends,
Back on thy foes more glorious to return,
Than fcorn'd thou didst depart; and to fubdue
By force, who reafon for their law refufe,
Right reafon for their law; and for their King
MESSIAH, who by right of merit reigns.
Go, MICHAEL, of coeleftial armies Prince,
And thou, in military prowess next,
GABRIEL, lead forth to battel these my
Invincible; lead forth my armed Saints,
By thoufands and by millions rang'd for fight;
Equal in number to that godlefs crew,
Rebellious: them with fire, and hoftile arms,
Fearless affault; and to the brow of Heav'n
Perfuing, drive them out from GoD, and blifs,
Into their place of punishment, the gulph
OF TARTAR Us, which ready opens wide
His fiery Chaos to receive their fall.






So fpake the Sovereign Voice, and clouds began
To darken all the hill, and smoke to rowl
In dusky wreathes, reluctant flames, the fign
Of wrath awak'd. Nor with lefs dread the loud
Ethereal trumpet from on high 'gan blow:
At which command, the Powers militant
That ftood for Heav'n, (in mightỳ quadrate join'd
Of union irresistible) mov'd on

In filence their bright legions, to the found
Of inftrumental harmony, that breath'd
Heroic ardor to advent'rous deeds,
Under their God-like Leaders, in the cause

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Of GoD and his MESSIAH. On they move
Indiffolubly firm; nor obvious hill,


Nor ftreit ning vale, nor wood, nor ftream divides 70
Their perfect ranks; for high above the ground
Their march was, and the paffive air np-bore
Their nimble tread: as when the total kind
Of birds, in orderly array on wing,
Came fummon'd over EDEN, to receive
Their names of thee: fo, over many a tract
Of Heav'n they march'd, and many a province wide,
Tenfold the length of this terrene. At laft,
Far in th' horizon to the north appear'd,
From skirt to skirt a fiery region, stretch'd
In battailous afpect, and nearer view
Brifled with upright beams innumerable
Of rigid fpears, and helmets throng'd, and fhields
Various, with boastful argument portraid,
The banded Pow'rs of SATAN, hafting on
With furious expedition: for they ween'd
That felf-fame day by fight, or by furprize
To win the mount of GOD; and on his throne
To fet the envier of his ftate, the proud
Afpirer; but their thoughts prov'd fond and vain 90
In the mid-way. Though ftrange to us it feem'd
At first, that Angel fhould with Angel war,
And in fierce hofting meet, who wont to meet
So oft in festivals of joy, and love
Unanimous, as fons of one great Sire,
Hymning th' Eternal FATHER: but the fhout
Of battel now began, and rushing found
Of on-fet ended foon each milder thought.
High in the midft, exalted as a God,
Th' apoftate in his fun-bright chariot fat,
Idol of majesty divine! inclos'd





With flaming Cherubim, and golden fhields:
Then, lighted from his gorgeous throne, (for now
'Twixt hoft and hoft but narrow fpace was left,
A dreadful interval! and front to front

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