Paradise Lost - Book V Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Now Morn her rosie steps in th' Eastern ClimeA
Advancing sow'd the Earth with Orient PearleB
When Adam wak't so customd for his sleepC
Was Aerie light from pure digestion bredD
And temperat vapors bland which th' only soundE
Of leaves and fuming rills Aurora's fanF
Lightly dispers'd and the shrill Matin SongG
Of Birds on every bough so much the moreH
His wonder was to find unwak'nd EveI
With Tresses discompos'd and glowing CheekJ
As through unquiet rest he on his sideK
Leaning half rais'd with looks of cordial LoveL
Hung over her enamour'd and beheldK
Beautie which whether waking or asleepC
Shot forth peculiar Graces then with voiceM
Milde as when Zephyrus on Flora breathesN
Her hand soft touching whisperd thus AwakeO
My fairest my espous'd my latest foundK
Heav'ns last best gift my ever new delightK
Awake the morning shines and the fresh fieldK
Calls us we lose the prime to mark how springP
Our tended Plants how blows the Citron GroveQ
What drops the Myrrhe and what the balmie ReedK
How Nature paints her colours how the BeeR
Sits on the Bloom extracting liquid sweetK
Such whispering wak'd her but with startl'd eyeS
On Adam whom imbracing thus she spakeO
O Sole in whom my thoughts find all reposeT
My Glorie my Perfection glad I seeR
Thy face and Morn return'd for I this NightK
Such night till this I never pass'd have dream'dK
If dream'd not as I oft am wont of theeR
Works of day pass't or morrows next designeF
But of offence and trouble which my mindK
Knew never till this irksom night methoughtK
Close at mine ear one call'd me forth to walkU
With gentle voice I thought it thine it saidK
Why sleepst thou Eve now is the pleasant timeA
The cool the silent save where silence yieldsV
To the night warbling Bird that now awakeO
Tunes sweetest his love labor'd song now reignesV
Full Orb'd the Moon and with more pleasing lightK
Shadowie sets off the face of things in vainF
If none regard Heav'n wakes with all his eyesV
Whom to behold but thee Natures desireW
In whose sight all things joy with ravishmentK
Attracted by thy beauty still to gazeV
I rose as at thy call but found thee notK
To find thee I directed then my walkU
And on methought alone I pass'd through waysV
That brought me on a sudden to the TreeR
Of interdicted Knowledge fair it seem'dK
Much fairer to my Fancie then by dayK
And as I wondring lookt beside it stoodK
One shap'd and wing'd like one of those from Heav'nF
By us oft seen his dewie locks distill'dK
Ambrosia on that Tree he also gaz'dK
And O fair Plant said he with fruit surcharg'dK
Deigns none to ease thy load and taste thy sweetK
Nor God nor Man is Knowledge so despis'dK
Or envie or what reserve forbids to tasteK
Forbid who will none shall from me withholdK
Longer thy offerd good why else set hereX
This said he paus'd not but with ventrous ArmeA
He pluckt he tasted mee damp horror chil'dK
At such bold words voucht with a deed so boldK
But he thus overjoy'd O Fruit DivineF
Sweet of thy self but much more sweet thus croptK
Forbidd'n here it seems as onely fitK
For Gods yet able to make Gods of MenF
And why not Gods of Men since good the moreH
Communicated more abundant growesV
The Author not impair'd but honourd moreH
Here happie Creature fair Angelic EveI
Partake thou also happie though thou artK
Happier thou mayst be worthier canst not beR
Taste this and be henceforth among the GodsV
Thy self a Goddess not to Earth confindK
But somtimes in the Air as wee somtimesV
Ascend to Heav'n by merit thine and seeV
What life the Gods live there and such live thouY
So saying he drew nigh and to me heldK
Even to my mouth of that same fruit held partK
Which he had pluckt the pleasant savourie smellZ
So quick'nd appetite that I methoughtK
Could not but taste Forthwith up to the CloudsV
With him I flew and underneath beheldK
The Earth outstretcht immense a prospect wideK
And various wondring at my flight and changeA2
To this high exaltation suddenlyV
My Guide was gon and I me thought sunk downF
And fell asleep but O how glad I wak'dK
To find this but a dream Thus Eve her NightK
Related and thus Adam answerd sadK
Best Image of my self and dearer halfB2
The trouble of thy thoughts this night in sleepC
Affects me equally nor can I likeC2
This uncouth dream of evil sprung I fearD2
Yet evil whence in thee can harbour noneF
Created pure But know that in the SouleE2
Are many lesser Faculties that serveF2
Reason as chief among these Fansie nextK
Her office holds of all external thingsV
Which the five watchful Senses representK
She forms Imaginations Aerie shapesV
Which Reason joyning or disjoyning framesV
All what we affirm or what deny and callG2
Our knowledge or opinion then retiresV
Into her private Cell when Nature restsV
Oft in her absence mimic Fansie wakesV
To imitate her but misjoyning shapesV
Wilde work produces oft and most in dreamsV
Ill matching words and deeds long past or lateK
Som such resemblances methinks I findK
Of our last Eevnings talk in this thy dreamA
But with addition strange yet be not sadK
Evil into the mind of God or ManF
May come and go so unapprov'd and leaveI
No spot or blame behind Which gives me hopeH2
That what in sleep thou didst abhorr to dreamA
Waking thou never wilt consent to doK
Be not disheart'nd then nor cloud those looksV
That wont to be more chearful and sereneF
Then when fair Morning first smiles on the WorldK
And let us to our fresh imployments riseV
Among the Groves the Fountains and the FloursV
That open now thir choicest bosom'd smellsV
Reservd from night and kept for thee in storeH
So cheard he his fair Spouse and she was cheardK
But silently a gentle tear let fallG2
From either eye and wip'd them with her haireI2
Two other precious drops that ready stoodK
Each in thir chrystal sluce hee ere they fellZ
Kiss'd as the gracious signs of sweet remorseV
And pious awe that feard to have offendedK
So all was cleard and to the Field they hasteK
But first from under shadie arborous roofJ2
Soon as they forth were come to open sightK
Of day spring and the Sun who scarce up risenF
With wheels yet hov'ring o're the Ocean brimA
Shot paralel to the earth his dewie rayK
Discovering in wide Lantskip all the EastK
Of Paradise and Edens happie PlainsV
Lowly they bow'd adoring and beganF
Thir Orisons each Morning duly paidK
In various style for neither various styleK2
Nor holy rapture wanted they to praiseV
Thir Maker in fit strains pronounc't or sungL2
Unmeditated such prompt eloquenceV
Flowd from thir lips in Prose or numerous VerseV
More tuneable then needed Lute or HarpM2
To add more sweetness and they thus beganF
These are thy glorious works Parent of goodK
Almightie thine this universal FrameA
Thus wondrous fair thy self how wondrous thenF
Unspeakable who sitst above these HeavensV
To us invisible or dimly seenF
In these thy lowest works yet these declareI2
Thy goodness beyond thought and Power DivineF
Speak yee who best can tell ye Sons of lightK
Angels for yee behold him and with songsV
And choral symphonies Day without NightK
Circle his Throne rejoycing yee in Heav'nF
On Earth joyn all ye Creatures to extollK2
Him first him last him midst and without endK
Fairest of Starrs last in the train of NightK
If better thou belong not to the dawnF
Sure pledge of day that crownst the smiling MornF
With thy bright Circlet praise him in thy SpheareI2
While day arises that sweet hour of PrimeA
Thou Sun of this great World both Eye and SouleK2
Acknowledge him thy Greater sound his praiseV
In thy eternal course both when thou climb'stK
And when high Noon hast gaind and when thou fallstK
Moon that now meetst the orient Sun now fli'stK
With the fixt Starrs fixt in thir Orb that fliesV
And yee five other wandring Fires that moveN2
In mystic Dance not without Song resoundK
His praise who out of Darkness call'd up LightK
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Aire and ye Elements the eldest birthO2
Of Natures Womb that in quaternion runF
Perpetual Circle multiform and mixV
And nourish all things let your ceasless changeA2
Varie to our great Maker still new praiseV
Ye Mists and Exhalations that now riseV
From Hill or steaming Lake duskie or greyI2
Till the Sun paint your fleecie skirts with GoldK
In honour to the Worlds great Author riseV
Whether to deck with Clouds the uncolourd skieL2
Or wet the thirstie Earth with falling showersV
Rising or falling still advance his praiseV
His praise ye Winds that from four Quarters blowK2
Breath soft or loud and wave your tops ye PinesV
With every Plant in sign of Worship waveP2
Fountains and yee that warble as ye flowK2
Melodious murmurs warbling tune his praiseV
Joyn voices all ye living Souls ye BirdsV
That singing up to Heaven Gate ascendK
Bear on your wings and in your notes his praiseV
Yee that in Waters glide and yee that walkL2
The Earth and stately tread or lowly creepC
Witness if I be silent Morn or EevenF
To Hill or Valley Fountain or fresh shadeK
Made vocal by my Song and taught his praiseV
Hail universal Lord be bounteous stillK2
To give us onely good and if the nightK
Have gathered aught of evil or concealdK
Disperse it as now light dispels the darkL2
So pray'd they innocent and to thir thoughtsV
Firm peace recoverd soon and wonted calmA
On to thir mornings rural work they hasteK
Among sweet dewes and flours where any rowK2
Of Fruit trees overwoodie reachd too farrI2
Thir pamperd boughes and needed hands to checkL2
Fruitless imbraces or they led the VineF
To wed her Elm she spous'd about him twinesV
Her mariageable arms and with her bringsV
Her dowr th' adopted Clusters to adornF
His barren leaves Them thus imploid beheldK
With pittie Heav'ns high King and to him call'dK
Raphael the sociable Spirit that deign'dK
To travel with Tobias and secur'dK
His marriage with the seaventimes wedded MaidK
Raphael said hee thou hear'st what stir on EarthO2
Satan from Hell scap't through the darksom GulfQ2
Hath raisd in Paradise and how disturbdK
This night the human pair how he designesV
In them at once to ruin all mankindK
Go therefore half this day as friend with friendK
Converse with Adam in what Bowre or shadeK
Thou find'st him from the heat of Noon retir'dK
To respit his day labour with repastK
Or with repose and such discourse bring onF
As may advise him of his happie stateK
Happiness in his power left free to willK2
Left to his own free Will his Will though freeI2
Yet mutable whence warne him to bewareI2
He swerve not too secure tell him withallK2
His danger and from whom what enemieA
Late falln himself from Heav'n is plotting nowF
The fall of others from like state of blissV
By violence no for that shall be withstoodK
But by deceit and lies this let him knowK2
Least wilfully transgressing he pretendK
Surprisal unadmonisht unforewarndK
So spake th' Eternal Father and fulfilldK
All Justice nor delaid the winged SaintK
After his charge receivd but from amongL2
Thousand Celestial Ardors where he stoodK
Vaild with his gorgeous wings up springing lightK
Flew through the midst of Heav'n th' angelic QuiresV
On each hand parting to his speed gave wayI2
Through all th' Empyreal road till at the GateK
Of Heav'n arriv'd the gate self opend wideK
On golden Hinges turning as by workL2
Divine the sov'ran Architect had fram'dK
From hence no cloud or to obstruct his sightK
Starr interpos'd however small he seesV
Not unconform to other shining GlobesV
Earth and the Gard'n of God with Cedars crowndK
Above all Hills As when by night the GlassV
Of Galileo less assur'd observesV
Imagind Lands and Regions in the MoonF
Or Pilot from amidst the CycladesV
Delos or Samos first appeering kennsV
A cloudy spot Down thither prone in flightK
He speeds and through the vast Ethereal SkieL2
Sailes between worlds and worlds with steddie wingL2
Now on the polar windes then with quick FannF
Winnows the buxom Air till within soareI2
Of Towring Eagles to all the Fowles he seemsV
A Phoenix gaz'd by all as that sole BirdK
When to enshrine his reliques in the Sun'sV
Bright Temple to gyptian Theb's he fliesV
At once on th' Eastern cliff of ParadiseV
He lights and to his proper shape returnsV
A Seraph wingd six wings he wore to shadeK
His lineaments Divine the pair that cladK
Each shoulder broad came mantling o're his brestK
With regal Ornament the middle pairI2
Girt like a Starrie Zone his waste and roundK
Skirted his loines and thighes with downie GoldK
And colours dipt in Heav'n the third his feetK
Shaddowd from either heele with featherd maileK2
Skie tinctur'd grain Like Maia's son he stoodK
And shook his Plumes that Heav'nly fragrance filldK
The circuit wide Strait knew him all the bandsV
Of Angels under watch and to his stateK
And to his message high in honour riseV
For on som message high they guessd him boundK
Thir glittering Tents he passd and now is comeA
Into the blissful field through Groves of MyrrheR2
And flouring Odours Cassia Nard and BalmeA
A Wilderness of sweets for Nature hereI2
Wantond as in her prime and plaid at willK2
Her Virgin Fancies pouring forth more sweetK
Wilde above rule or art enormous blissV
Him through the spicie Forrest onward comA
Adam discernd as in the dore he satK
Of his coole Bowre while now the mounted SunF
Shot down direct his fervid Raies to warmeA
Earths inmost womb more warmth then Adam needsV
And Eve within due at her hour prepar'dK
For dinner savourie fruits of taste to pleaseV
True appetite and not disrelish thirstK
Of nectarous draughts between from milkie streamA
Berrie or Grape to whom thus Adam call'dK
Haste hither Eve and worth thy sight beholdK
Eastward among those Trees what glorious shapeS2
Comes this way moving seems another MornF
Ris'n on mid noon som great behest from Heav'nF
To us perhaps he brings and will voutsafeQ2
This day to be our Guest But goe with speedK
And what thy stores contain bring forth and poureI2
Abundance fit to honour and receiveQ2
Our Heav'nly stranger well we may affordK
Our givers thir own gifts and large bestowK
From large bestowd where Nature multipliesV
Her fertil growth and by disburd'ning growsV
More fruitful which instructs us not to spareI2
To whom thus Eve Adam earths hallowd mouldK
Of God inspir'd small store will serve where storeI2
All seasons ripe for use hangs on the stalkL2
Save what by frugal storing firmness gainsV
To nourish and superfluous moist consumesV
But I will haste and from each bough and breakL2
Each Plant and juciest Gourd will pluck such choiceV
To entertain our Angel guest as heeR2
Beholding shall confess that here on EarthO2
God hath dispenst his bounties as in Heav'nF
So saying with dispatchful looks in hasteK
She turns on hospitable thoughts intentK
What choice to chuse for delicacie bestK
What order so contriv'd as not to mixV
Tastes not well joynd inelegant but bringL2
Taste after taste upheld with kindliest changeA2
Bestirs her then and from each tender stalkL2
Whatever Earth all bearing Mother yeildsV
In India East or West or middle shoareI2
In Pontus or the Punic Coast or whereI2
Alcinous reign'd fruit of all kindes in coateK
Rough or smooth rin'd or bearded husk or shellK2
She gathers Tribute large and on the boardK
Heaps with unsparing hand for drink the GrapeS2
She crushes inoffensive moust and meathesV
From many a berrie and from sweet kernels prestK
She tempers dulcet creams nor these to holdK
Wants her fit vessels pure then strews the groundK
With Rose and Odours from the shrub unfum'dK
Mean while our Primitive great Sire to meetK
His god like Guest walks forth without more trainF
Accompani'd then with his own compleatK
Perfections in himself was all his stateK
More solemn then the tedious pomp that waitsV
On Princes when thir rich Retinue longL2
Of Horses led and Grooms besmeard with GoldK
Dazles the croud and sets them all agapeS2
Neerer his presence Adam though not awdK
Yet with submiss approach and reverence meekL2
As to a superior Nature bowing lowK
Thus said Native of Heav'n for other placeV
None can then Heav'n such glorious shape containF
Since by descending from the Thrones aboveQ2
Those happie places thou hast deignd a whileK2
To want and honour these voutsafe with usV
Two onely who yet by sov'ran gift possessV
This spacious ground in yonder shadie BowreI2
To rest and what the Garden choicest bearsV
To sit and taste till this meridian heatK
Be over and the Sun more coole declineF
Whom thus the Angelic Vertue answerd mildeK
Adam I therefore came nor art thou suchT2
Created or such place hast here to dwellK2
As may not oft invite though Spirits of Heav'nF
To visit thee lead on then where thy BowreI2
Oreshades for these mid hours till Eevning riseV
I have at will So to the Silvan LodgeU2
They came that like Pomona's Arbour smil'dK
With flourets deck't and fragrant smells but EveQ2
Undeckt save with her self more lovely fairI2
Then Wood Nymph or the fairest Goddess feign'dK
Of three that in Mount Ida naked stroveQ2
Stood to entertain her guest from Heav'n no vaileK2
Shee needed Vertue proof no thought infirmeA
Alterd her cheek On whom the Angel HaileK2
Bestowd the holy salutation us'dK
Long after to blest Marie second EveQ2
Haile Mother of Mankind whose fruitful WombA
Shall fill the World more numerous with thy SonsV
Then with these various fruits the Trees of GodK
Have heap'd this Table Rais'd of grassie terfQ2
Thir Table was and mossie seats had roundK
And on her ample Square from side to sideK
All Autumn pil'd though Spring and Autumn hereI2
Danc'd hand in hand A while discourse they holdK
No fear lest Dinner coole when thus beganF
Our Authour Heav'nly stranger please to tasteK
These bounties which our Nourisher from whomA
All perfet good unmeasur'd out descendsV
To us for food and for delight hath caus'dK
The Earth to yeild unsavourie food perhapsV
To spiritual Natures only this I knowF
That one Celestial Father gives to allK2
To whom the Angel Therefore what he givesV
Whose praise be ever sung to man in partK
Spiritual may of purest Spirits be foundK
No ingrateful food and food alike those pureI2
Intelligential substances requireI2
As doth your Rational and both containF
Within them every lower facultieK
Of sense whereby they hear see smell touch tasteK
Tasting concoct digest assimilateK
And corporeal to incorporeal turnF
For know whatever was created needsV
To be sustaind and fed of ElementsV
The grosser feeds the purer earth the seaV
Earth and the Sea feed Air the Air those FiresV
Ethereal and as lowest first the MoonF
Whence in her visage round those spots unpurg'dK
Vapours not yet into her substance turndK
Nor doth the Moon no nourishment exhaleK2
From her moist Continent to higher OrbesV
The Sun that light imparts to all receivesV
From all his alimental recompenceV
In humid exhalations and at EvenF
Sups with the Ocean though in Heav'n the TreesV
Of life ambrosial frutage bear and vinesV
Yeild Nectar though from off the boughs each MornF
We brush mellifluous Dewes and find the groundK
Cover'd with pearly grain yet God hath hereI2
Varied his bounty so with new delightsV
As may compare with Heaven and to tasteK
Think not I shall be nice So down they satK
And to thir viands fell nor seeminglyV
The Angel nor in mist the common glossV
Of Theologians but with keen dispatchV2
Of real hunger and concoctive heateK
To transubstantiate what redounds transpiresV
Through Spirits with ease nor wonder if by fireI2
Of sooty coal the Empiric AlchimistK
Can turn or holds it possible to turnF
Metals of drossiest Ore to perfet GoldK
As from the Mine Mean while at Table EveQ2
Ministerd naked and thir flowing cupsV
With pleasant liquors crown'd O innocenceV
Deserving Paradise if ever thenF
Then had the Sons of God excuse to have binF
Enamour'd at that sight but in those heartsV
Love unlibidinous reign'd nor jealousieV
Was understood the injur'd Lovers HellK2
Thus when with meats and drinks they had suffic'dK
Not burd'nd Nature sudden mind aroseV
In Adam not to let th' occasion passV
Given him by this great Conference to knowF
Of things above his World and of thir beingL2
Who dwell in Heav'n whose excellence he sawV
Transcend his own so farr whose radiant formsV
Divine effulgence whose high Power so farI2
Exceeded human and his wary speechW2
Thus to th' Empyreal Minister he fram'dK
Inhabitant with God now know I wellK2
Thy favour in this honour done to manF
Under whose lowly roof thou hast voutsaf'tK
To enter and these earthly fruits to tasteK
Food not of Angels yet accepted soF
As that more willingly thou couldst not seemA
At Heav'ns high feasts to have fed yet what compareI2
To whom the winged Hierarch repli'dK
O Adam one Almightie is from whomA
All things proceed and up to him returnF
If not deprav'd from good created allK2
Such to perfection one first matter allK2
Indu'd with various forms various degreesV
Of substance and in things that live of lifeQ2
But more refin'd more spiritous and pureI2
As neerer to him plac't or neerer tendingL2
Each in thir several active Sphears assigndK
Till body up to spirit work in boundsV
Proportiond to each kind So from the rootK
Springs lighter the green stalk from thence the leavesV
More aerie last the bright consummate floureI2
Spirits odorous breathes flours and thir fruitK
Mans nourishment by gradual scale sublim'dK
To vital Spirits aspire to animalK2
To intellectual give both life and senseV
Fansie and understanding whence the souleK2
Reason receives and reason is her beingL2
Discursive or Intuitive discourseV
Is oftest yours the latter most is oursV
Differing but in degree of kind the sameA
Wonder not then what God for you saw goodK
If I refuse not but convert as youK
To proper substance time may come when menF
With Angels may participate and findK
No inconvenient Diet nor too light FareI2
And from these corporal nutriments perhapsV
Your bodies may at last turn all to SpiritK
Improv'd by tract of time and wingd ascendK
Ethereal as wee or may at choiceV
Here or in Heav'nly Paradises dwellK2
If ye be found obedient and retainF
Unalterably firm his love entireI2
Whose progenie you are Mean while enjoyX2
Your fill what happiness this happie stateK
Can comprehend incapable of moreI2
To whom the Patriarch of mankind repli'dK
O favourable spirit propitious guestK
Well hast thou taught the way that might directK
Our knowledge and the scale of Nature setK
From center to circumference whereonF
In contemplation of created thingsV
By steps we may ascend to God But sayV
What meant that caution joind if ye be foundK
Obedient can we want obedience thenF
To him or possibly his love desertK
Who formd us from the dust and plac'd us hereI2
Full to the utmost measure of what blissV
Human desires can seek or apprehendK
To whom the Angel Son of Heav'n and EarthO2
Attend That thou art happie owe to GodK
That thou continu'st such owe to thy selfQ2
That is to thy obedience therein standK
This was that caution giv'n thee be advis'dK
God made thee perfet not immutableK2
And good he made thee but to persevereI2
He left it in thy power ordaind thy willK2
By nature free not over rul'd by FateK
Inextricable or strict necessityK
Our voluntarie service he requiresV
Not our necessitated such with himA
Findes no acceptance nor can find for howR2
Can hearts not free be tri'd whether they serveQ2
Willing or no who will but what they mustK
By Destinie and can no other chooseV
My self and all th' Angelic Host that standK
In sight of God enthron'd our happie stateK
Hold as you yours while our obedience holdsV
On other surety none freely we serveQ2
Because wee freely love as in our willK2
To love or not in this we stand or fallK2
And som are fall'n to disobedience fall'nF
And so from Heav'n to deepest Hell O fallK2
From what high state of bliss into what woeF
To whom our great Progenitor Thy wordsV
Attentive and with more delighted eareI2
Divine instructer I have heard then whenF
Cherubic Songs by night from neighbouring HillsV
Aereal Music send nor knew I notK
To be both will and deed created freeI2
Yet that we never shall forget to loveQ2
Our maker and obey him whose commandK
Single is yet so just my constant thoughtsV
Assur'd me and still assure though what thou tellstK
Hath past in Heav'n som doubt within me moveQ2
But more desire to hear if thou consentK
The full relation which must needs be strangeA2
Worthy of Sacred silence to be heardK
And we have yet large day for scarce the SunF
Hath finisht half his journey and scarce beginsV
His other half in the great Zone of Heav'nF
Thus Adam made request and RaphaelK2
After short pause assenting thus beganF
High matter thou injoinst me O prime of menF
Sad task and hard for how shall I relateK
To human sense th' invisible exploitsV
Of warring Spirits how without remorseV
The ruin of so many glorious onceV
And perfet while they stood how last unfouldK
The secrets of another world perhapsV
Not lawful to reveal yet for thy goodK
This is dispenc't and what surmounts the reachW2
Of human sense I shall delineate soF
By lik'ning spiritual to corporal formsV
As may express them best though what if EarthO2
Be but the shaddow of Heav'n and things thereinF
Each to other like more then on earth is thoughtK
As yet this world was not and Chaos wildeK
Reignd where these Heav'ns now rowl where Earth now restsV
Upon her Center pois'd when on a dayK
For Time though in Eternitie appli'dK
To motion measures all things durableK2
By present past and future on such dayK
As Heav'ns great Year brings forth th' Empyreal HostK
Of Angels by Imperial summons call'dK
Innumerable before th' Almighties ThroneF
Forthwith from all the ends of Heav'n appeerdK
Under thir Hierarchs in orders brightK
Ten thousand thousand Ensignes high advanc'dK
Standards and Gonfalons twixt Van and ReareI2
Streame in the Aire and for distinction serveQ2
Of Hierarchies of Orders and DegreesV
Or in thir glittering Tissues bear imblaz'dK
Holy Memorials acts of Zeale and LoveQ2
Recorded eminent Thus when in OrbesV
Of circuit inexpressible they stoodK
Orb within Orb the Father infiniteK
By whom in bliss imbosom'd sat the SonF
Amidst as from a flaming Mount whoseopS2
Brightness had made invisible thus spakeL2
Hear all ye Angels Progenie of LightK
Thrones Dominations Princedoms Vertues PowersV
Hear my Decree which unrevok't shall standK
This day I have begot whom I declareI2
My onely Son and on this holy HillK2
Him have anointed whom ye now beholdK
At my right hand your Head I him appointK
And by my Self have sworn to him shall bowR2
All knees in Heav'n and shall confess him LordK
Under his great Vice gerent Reign abideK
United as one individual SouleK2
For ever happie him who disobeyesV
Mee disobeyes breaks union and that dayK
Cast out from God and blessed vision fallsV
Into utter darkness deep ingulft his placeV
Ordaind without redemption without endK
So spake th' Omnipotent and with his wordsV
All seemd well pleas'd all seem'd but were not allK2
That day as other solem dayes they spentK
In song and dance about the sacred HillK2
Mystical dance which yonder starrie SpheareI2
Of Planets and of fixt in all her WheelesV
Resembles nearest mazes intricateK
Eccentric intervolv'd yet regularI2
Then most when most irregular they seemA
And in thir motions harmonie DivineF
So smooths her charming tones that Gods own earI2
Listens delighted Eevning approach'dK
For we have also our Eevning and our MornF
We ours for change delectable not needK
Forthwith from dance to sweet repast they turnF
Desirous all in Circles as they stoodK
Tables are set and on a sudden pil'dK
With Angels Food and rubied Nectar flowsV
In Pearl in Diamond and massie GoldK
Fruit of delicious Vines the growth of Heav'nF
They eate they drink and with refection sweetK
Are fill'd before th' all bounteous King who showrdK
With copious hand rejoycing in thir joyX2
Now when ambrosial Night with Clouds exhal'dK
From that high mount of God whence light and shadeK
Spring both the face of brightest Heav'n had changdK
To grateful Twilight for Night comes not thereI2
In darker veile and roseat Dews dispos'dK
All but the unsleeping eyes of God to restK
Wide over all the Plain and wider farrI2
Then all this globous Earth in Plain outspredK
Such are the Courts of God Th' Angelic throngL2
Disperst in Bands and Files thir Camp extendK
By living Streams among the Trees of LifeQ2
Pavilions numberless and sudden reardK
Celestial Tabernacles where they sleptK
Fannd with coole Winds save those who in thir courseV
Melodious Hymns about the sovran ThroneF
Alternate all night long but not so wak'dK
Satan so call him now his former nameA
Is heard no more Heav'n he of the firstK
If not the first Arch Angel great in PowerI2
In favour and pr eminence yet fraughtK
With envie against the Son of God that dayK
Honourd by his great Father and proclaimdK
Messiah King anointed could not beareI2
Through pride that sight and thought himself impairdK
Deep malice thence conceiving and disdainF
Soon as midnight brought on the duskie houreI2
Friendliest to sleep and silence he resolv'dK
With all his Legions to dislodge and leaveQ2
Unworshipt unobey'd the Throne supreamA
Contemptuous and his next subordinateK
Awak'ning thus to him in secret spakeL2
Sleepst thou Companion dear what sleep can closeV
Thy eye lids and remembrest what DecreeI2
Of yesterday so late hath past the lipsV
Of Heav'ns Almightie Thou to me thy thoughtsV
Wast wont I mine to thee was wont to impartK
Both waking we were one how then can nowF
Thy sleep dissent new Laws thou seest impos'dK
New Laws from him who reigns new minds may raiseV
In us who serve new Counsels to debateK
What doubtful may ensue more in this placeV
To utter is not safe Assemble thouF
Of all those Myriads which we lead the chiefQ2
Tell them that by command ere yet dim NightK
Her shadowie Cloud withdraws I am to hasteK
And all who under me thir Banners waveQ2
Homeward with flying march where we possessV
The Quarters of the North there to prepareI2
Fit entertainment to receive our KingL2
The great Messiah and his new commandsV
Who speedily through all the HierarchiesV
Intends to pass triumphant and give LawsV
So spake the false Arch Angel and infus'dK
Bad influence into th' unwarie brestK
Of his Associate hee together callsV
Or several one by one the Regent PowersV
Under him Regent tells as he was taughtK
That the most High commanding now ere NightK
Now ere dim Night had disincumberd Heav'nF
The great Hierarchal Standard was to moveQ2
Tells the suggested cause and casts betweenF
Ambiguous words and jealousies to soundK
Or taint integritie but all obey'dK
The wonted signal and superior voiceV
Of thir great Potentate for great indeedK
His name and high was his degree in Heav'nF
His count'nance as the Morning Starr that guidesV
The starrie flock allur'd them and with lyesV
Drew after him the third part of Heav'ns HostK
Mean while th' Eternal eye whose sight discernesV
Abstrusest thoughts from forth his holy MountK
And from within the golden Lamps that burneF
Nightly before him saw without thir lightK
Rebellion rising saw in whom how spredK
Among the sons of Morn what multitudesV
Were banded to oppose his high DecreeI2
And smiling to his onely Son thus saidK
Son thou in whom my glory I beholdK
In full resplendence Heir of all my mightK
Neerly it now concernes us to be sureI2
Of our Omnipotence and with what ArmsV
We mean to hold what anciently we claimA
Of Deitie or Empire such a foeF
Is rising who intends to erect his ThroneF
Equal to ours throughout the spacious NorthY2
Nor so content hath in his thought to tryI2
In battel what our Power is or our rightK
Let us advise and to this hazard drawI2
With speed what force is left and all imployK2
In our defence lest unawares we loseV
This our high place our Sanctuarie our HillK2
To whom the Son with calm aspect and cleerI2
Light'ning Divine ineffable sereneF
Made answer Mightie Father thou thy foesV
Justly hast in derision and secureI2
Laugh'st at thir vain designes and tumults vainF
Matter to mee of Glory whom thir hateK
Illustrates when they see all Regal PowerI2
Giv'n me to quell thir pride and in eventK
Know whether I be dextrous to subdueK
Thy Rebels or be found the worst in Heav'nF
So spake the Son but Satan with his PowersV
Farr was advanc't on winged speed an HostK
Innumerable as the Starrs of NightK
Or Starrs of Morning Dew drops which the SunF
Impearls on every leaf and every flouerI2
Regions they pass'd the mightie RegenciesV
Of Seraphim and Potentates and ThronesV
In thir triple Degrees Regions to whichZ2
All thy Dominion Adam is no moreI2
Then what this Garden is to all the EarthO2
And all the Sea from one entire globoseV
Stretcht into Longitude which having pass'dK
At length into the limits of the NorthY2
They came and Satan to his Royal seatK
High on a Hill far blazing as a MountK
Rais'd on a Mount with Pyramids and TowrsV
From Diamond Quarries hew'n and Rocks of GoldK
The Palace of great Lucifer so callK2
That Structure in the Dialect of menF
Interpreted which not long after heI2
Affecting all equality with GodK
In imitation of that Mount whereonF
Messiah was declar'd in sight of Heav'nF
The Mountain of the Congregation call'dK
For thither he assembl'd all his TrainF
Pretending so commanded to consultK
About the great reception of thir KingL2
Thither to come and with calumnious ArtK
Of counterfeted truth thus held thir earsV
Thrones Dominations Princedomes Vertues PowersV
If these magnific Titles yet remainF
Not meerly titular since by DecreeI2
Another now hath to himself ingross'tK
All Power and us eclipst under the nameA
Of King anointed for whom all this hasteK
Of midnight march and hurried meeting hereI2
This onely to consult how we may bestK
With what may be devis'd of honours newF
Receive him coming to receive from usV
Knee tribute yet unpaid prostration vileK2
Too much to one but double how endur'dK
To one and to his image now proclaim'dK
But what if better counsels might erectK
Our minds and teach us to cast off this YokeL2
Will ye submit your necks and chuse to bendK
The supple knee ye will not if I trustK
To know ye right or if ye know your selvesV
Natives and Sons of Heav'n possest beforeI2
By none and if not equal all yet freeI2
Equally free for Orders and DegreesV
Jarr not with liberty but well consistK
Who can in reason then or right assumeA
Monarchie over such as live by rightK
His equals if in power and splendor lessV
In freedome equal or can introduceV
Law and Edict on us who without lawK2
Erre not much less for this to be our LordK
And look for adoration to th' abuseV
Of those Imperial Titles which assertK
Our being ordain'd to govern not to serveQ2
Thus farr his bold discourse without controuleK2
Had audience when among the SeraphimA
Abdiel then whom none with more zeale ador'dK
The Deitie and divine commands obei'dK
Stood up and in a flame of zeale severeI2
The current of his fury thus oppos'dK
O argument blasphemous false and proudK
Words which no eare ever to hear in Heav'nF
Expected least of all from thee ingrateK
In place thy self so high above thy PeeresV
Canst thou with impious obloquie condemneF
The just Decree of God pronounc't and swornF
That to his only Son by right endu'dK
With Regal Scepter every Soule in Heav'nF
Shall bend the knee and in that honour dueK
Confess him rightful King unjust thou saistK
Flatly unjust to binde with Laws the freeI2
And equal over equals to let ReigneF
One over all with unsucceeded powerI2
Shalt thou give Law to God shalt thou disputeK
With him the points of libertie who madeK
Thee what thou art and formd the Pow'rs of Heav'nF
Such as he pleasd and circumscrib'd thir beingL2
Yet by experience taught we know how goodK
And of our good and of our dignitieK
How provident he is how farr from thoughtK
To make us less bent rather to exaltK
Our happie state under one Head more neerI2
United But to grant it thee unjustK
That equal over equals Monarch ReigneF
Thy self though great and glorious dost thou countK
Or all Angelic Nature joind in oneF
Equal to him begotten Son by whomA
As by his Word the mighty Father madeK
All things ev'n thee and all the Spirits of Heav'nF
By him created in thir bright degreesV
Crownd them with Glory and to thir Glory nam'dK
Thrones Dominations Princedoms Vertues PowersV
Essential Powers nor by his Reign obscur'dK
But more illustrious made since he the HeadK
One of our number thus reduc't becomesV
His Laws our Laws all honour to him doneF
Returns our own Cease then this impious rageA3
And tempt not these but hast'n to appeaseV
Th' incensed Father and th' incensed SonF
While Pardon may be found in time besoughtK
So spake the fervent Angel but his zealeK2
None seconded as out of season judg'dK
Or singular and rash whereat rejoic'dK
Th' Apostat and more haughty thus repli'dK
That we were formd then saist thou and the workL2
Of secondarie hands by task transferdK
From Father to his Son strange point and newF
Doctrin which we would know whence learnt who sawV
When this creation was rememberst thouF
Thy making while the Maker gave thee beingL2
We know no time when we were not as nowF
Know none before us self begot self rais'dK
By our own quick'ning power when fatal courseV
Had circl'd his full Orbe the birth matureI2
Of this our native Heav'n Ethereal SonsV
Our puissance is our own our own right handK
Shall teach us highest deeds by proof to tryI2
Who is our equal then thou shalt beholdK
Whether by supplication we intendK
Address and to begirt th' Almighty ThroneF
Beseeching or besieging This reportK
These tidings carrie to th' anointed KingL2
And fly ere evil intercept thy flightK
He said and as the sound of waters deepS2
Hoarce murmur echo'd to his words applauseV
Through the infinite Host nor less for thatK
The flaming Seraph fearless though aloneF
Encompass'd round with foes thus answerd boldK
O alienate from God O spirit accurstK
Forsak'n of all good I see thy fallK2
Determind and thy hapless crew involv'dK
In this perfidious fraud contagion spredK
Both of thy crime and punishment henceforthY2
No more be troubl'd how to quit the yokeL2
Of Gods Messiah those indulgent LawsV
Will not be now voutsaf't other DecreesV
Against thee are gon forth without recallK2
That Golden Scepter which thou didst rejectK
Is now an Iron Rod to bruise and breakeL2
Thy disobedience Well thou didst adviseV
Yet not for thy advise or threats I flyI2
These wicked Tents devoted least the wrauthY2
Impendent raging into sudden flameA
Distinguish not for soon expect to feelK2
His Thunder on thy head devouring fireI2
Then who created thee lamenting learneF
When who can uncreate thee thou shalt knowF
So spake the Seraph Abdiel faithful foundK
Among the faithless faithful only heeI2
Among innumerable false unmov'dK
Unshak'n unseduc'd unterrifi'dK
His Loyaltie he kept his Love his ZealeK2
Nor number nor example with him wroughtK
To swerve from truth or change his constant mindK
Though single From amidst them forth he passdK
Long way through hostile scorn which he susteindK
Superior nor of violence fear'd aughtK
And with retorted scorn his back he turn'dK
On those proud Towrs to swift destruction doom'dK

John Milton



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