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of ears,

ears, which

Proud limitary Cherub; but ere then 971
Far heavier load thyself expect to feel
From my prevailing arm, tho' Heav'n's King
Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy compeers,
Us’d to the yoke, draw’st his triumphant wheels
In progress thro' the road of Heav'n star-pav’d.
While thus he spake, th' angelic squadron

bright
Turn'd fiery red, sharp'ning in mooned horns
Their phalanx, and began to hem him round
With ported spears, as thick as when a field 980
Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends
Her bearded grove

way

the wind Sways them; the careful plowman doubting

stands, Lest on the threshing-floor his hopeful sheaves Prove chaff. On th' other side Satan, alarm’d, Collecting all his might, dilated stood, 986 Like Teneriff or Atlas, ụnremov'd : His stature reach'd the sky, and on his creșt Sat horror plum’d; nor wanted in his

grasp What seem'd both spear and shield. Now dreadful deeds

990 Might have ensu'd, nor only Paradise In this commotion, but the starry cope Of Heav'n perhaps, or all the elements At least had gone to wrack, disturb’d and torn With violence of this conflict, had not soon 995 Th’Eternal, to prevent such horrid fray, Hung forth in Heav'n his golden scales, yet seen

Betwixt Astrea and the Scorpion sign,
Wherein all things created first he weigh’d,
The pendulous round earth with balanc'd air
In counterpoise, now ponders all events, 1001
Battles, and realms: in these he put two weights,
The sequel each of parting and of fight;
The latter quick up flew, and kick'd the beam ;
Which Gabriel spying, thus bespake the Fiend :
Satan, I know thy strength, and thou know'st
mine;

1006 Neither our own, but giv’n: What folly then To boast what arms can do? since thine no more Than Heav'n permits, nor mine, tho'doubled now To trample thee as mire: for proof look

up, And read thy lot in yon

celestial sign,

IOII Where thou art weigh’d, and shewn how light,

how weak, If thou resist. The Fiend look'd

The Fiend look'd up, and knew His mounted scale aloft: nor more; but fled Murm'ring, and with him fled the shades of night.

END OF THE FOURTH BOOK.

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THE ARGUMENT.

Morning approached, Eve relates to Adam ber trouble

some dream; be likes it not, yet comforts ber : They come forth to their day labours: Their morning bymn at the door of their bower. God, to render man inexcusable, sends Raphael to admonish bim of bis obedience, of bis free estate, of his enemy near at band, who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else

may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to Paradise, his appearance described, bis coming discerned by Adam afar off, sitting at the door of bis bower; he goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains bim with the choicest fruits of Paradise got together by Eve; their discourse at table : Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of b's enemy; relates, at Adam's request, who that enemy is, and how he came to be so, beginning from his first revolt in Heaven, and the occasion thereof; bow he drew his legions after him to the parts of the north, and there incited them to rebel with him, persuading all but only Abdiel a Seraph; who in argument dissuades and opposes him, then forsakes bim.

PARADISE LOST.

BOOK THE FIFTH.

NOW

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OW Morn her rosy steps in th'eastern clime
Advancing, 'sow'd the earth with orient

pearl,
When Adam wak’d, so custom’d, for his sleep
Was aery light from pure digestion bred,
And temp’rate vapours bland, which th'only sound
Of leaves and fuming rills, Aurora's fan,
Lightly dispers'd, and the shrill matin song
Of birds on ev'ry bough ; so much the more
His wonder was to find unwaken'd Eve
With tresses discompos'd, and glowing cheek,
As through unquiet rest : he on his side
Leaning, half rais’d, with looks of cordial love
Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld
Beauty, which whether waking or asleep,
Shot forth peculiar graces; then with voice 15
Mild, as when Zephyrus on Flora breathes,
Her hand soft touching, whisper'd thus: Awake,

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