Paradise Regained - The First Book Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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I who e're while the happy Garden sungA
By one mans disobedience lost now singB
Recover'd Paradise to all mankindC
By one mans firm obedience fully tri'dD
Through all temptation and the Tempter foil'dE
In all his wiles defeated and repuls'tE
And Eden rais'd in the wast WildernessF
Thou Spirit who ledst this glorious EremiteE
Into the Desert his Victorious FieldE
Against the Spiritual Foe and broughtst him thenceG
By proof the undoubted Son of God inspireH
As thou art wont my prompted Song else muteE
And bear through highth or depth of natures boundsI
With prosperous wing full summ'd to tell of deedsJ
Above Heroic though in secret doneK
And unrecorded left through many an AgeL
Worthy t'have not remain'd so long unsungA
Now had the great Proclaimer with a voiceM
More awful then the sound of Trumpet cri'dE
Repentance and Heavens Kingdom nigh at handE
To all Baptiz'd to his great Baptism flock'dE
With aw the Regions round and with them cameN
From Nazareth the Son of Joseph deem'dE
To the flood Jordan came as then obscureO
Unmarkt unknown but him the Baptist soonP
Descri'd divinely warn'd and witness boreQ
As to his worthier and would have resign'dE
To him his Heavenly Office nor was longR
His witness unconfirm'd on him baptiz'dE
Heaven open'd and in likeness of a DoveS
The Spirit descended while the Fathers voiceM
From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved SonK
That heard the Adversary who roving stillT
About the world at that assembly fam'dE
Would not be last and with the voice divineU
Nigh Thunder struck th' exalted man to whomV
Such high attest was giv'n a while survey'dE
With wonder then with envy fraught and rageL
Flies to his place nor rests but in mid airW
To Councel summons all his mighty PeersX
Within thick Clouds and dark ten fold involv'dE
A gloomy Consistory and them amidstE
With looks agast and sad he thus bespakeR
O ancient Powers of Air and this wide worldE
For much more willingly I mention AirW
This our old Conquest then remember HellY
Our hated habitation well ye knowZ
How many Ages as the years of menA2
This Universe we have possest and rul'dE
In manner at our will th' affairs of EarthB2
Since Adam and his facil consort EveC2
Lost Paradise deceiv'd by me though sinceD2
With dread attending when that fatal woundE
Shall be inflicted by the Seed of EveC2
Upon my head long the decrees of Heav'nA2
Delay for longest time to him is shortE
And now too soon for us the circling hoursE2
This dreaded time have compast wherein weF2
Must bide the stroak of that long threatn'd woundE
At least if so we can and by the headE
Broken be not intended all our powerG2
To be infring'd our freedom and our beingR
In this fair Empire won of Earth and AirW
For this ill news I bring the Womans seedE
Destin'd to this is late of woman bornA2
His birth to our just fear gave no small causeH2
But his growth now to youths full flowr displayingR
All vertue grace and wisdom to atchieveC2
Things highest greatest multiplies my fearI2
Before him a great Prophet to proclaimN
His coming is sent Harbinger who allJ2
Invites and in the Consecrated streamK2
Pretends to wash off sin and fit them soZ
Purified to receive him pure or ratherG2
To do him honour as their King all comeL2
And he himself among them was baptiz'dE
Not thence to be more pure but to receiveC2
The testimony of Heaven that who he isM2
Thenceforth the Nations may not doubt I sawN2
The Prophet do him reverence on him risingR
Out of the water Heav'n above the CloudsO2
Unfold her Crystal Dores thence on his headE
A perfect Dove descend what e're it meantE
And out of Heav'n the Sov'raign voice I heardE
This is my Son belov'd in him am pleas'dE
His Mother then is mortal but his SireG2
He who obtains the Monarchy of Heav'nA2
And what will he not do to advance his SonA2
His first begot we know and sore have feltE
When his fierce thunder drove us to the deepP2
Who this is we must learn for man he seemsQ2
In all his lineaments though in his faceR2
The glimpses of his Fathers glory shineA2
Ye see our danger on the utmost edgeS2
Of hazard which admits no long debateE
But must with something sudden be oppos'dE
Not force but well couch't fraud well woven snaresT2
E're in the head of Nations he appearI2
Their King their Leader and Supream on EarthB2
I when no other durst sole undertookR
The dismal expedition to find outE
And ruine Adam and the exploit perform'dE
Successfully a calmer voyage nowA2
Will waft me and the way found prosperous onceU2
Induces best to hope of like successV2
He ended and his words impression leftE
Of much amazement to th' infernal CrewW2
Distracted and surpriz'd with deep dismayX2
At these sad tidings but no time was thenA2
For long indulgence to their fears or griefC2
Unanimous they all commit the careW
And management of this main enterprizeV2
To him their great Dictator whose attemptE
At first against mankind so well had thriv'dE
In Adam's overthrow and led thir marchY2
From Hell's deep vaulted Den to dwell in lightE
Regents and Potentates and Kings yea godsV2
Of many a pleasant Realm and Province wideE
So to the Coast of Jordan he directsV2
His easie steps girded with snaky wilesV2
Where he might likeliest find this new declar'dE
This man of men attested Son of GodE
Temptation and all guile on him to tryZ2
So to subvert whom he suspected rais'dE
To end his Raign on Earth so long enjoy'dE
But contrary unweeting he fulfill'dE
The purpos'd Counsel pre ordain'd and fixtE
Of the most High who in full frequence brightE
Of Angels thus to Gabriel smiling spakeR
Gabriel this day by proof thou shalt beholdE
Thou and all Angels conversant on EarthB2
With man or mens affairs how I beginA2
To verifie that solemn message lateE
On which I sent thee to the Virgin pureO
In Galilee that she should bear a SonA2
Great in Renown and call'd the Son of GodE
Then toldst her doubting how these things could beF2
To her a Virgin that on her should comeL2
The Holy Ghost and the power of the highestE
O're shadow her this man born and now up grownA2
To shew him worthy of his birth divineA2
And high prediction henceforth I exposeV2
To Satan let him tempt and now assayF2
His utmost subtilty because he boastsV2
And vaunts of his great cunning to the throngR
Of his Apostasie he might have learntE
Less over weening since he fail'd in JobA3
Whose constant perseverance overcameN
Whate're his cruel malice could inventE
He now shall know I can produce a manA2
Of female Seed far abler to resistE
All his sollicitations and at lengthB3
All his vast force and drive him back to HellY
Winning by Conquest what the first man lostE
By fallacy surpriz'd But first I meanA2
To exercise him in the WildernessV2
There he shall first lay down the rudimentsV2
Of his great warfare e're I send him forthC3
To conquer Sin and Death the two grand foesV2
By Humiliation and strong SufferanceV2
His weakness shall o'recome Satanic strengthB3
And all the world and mass of sinful fleshD3
That all the Angels and therial PowersV2
They now and men hereafter may discernA2
From what consummate vertue I have choseV2
This perfect Man by merit call'd my SonA2
To earn Salvation for the Sons of menA2
So spake the Eternal Father and all HeavenA2
Admiring stood a space then into HymnsV2
Burst forth and in Celestial measures mov'dE
Circling the Throne and Singing while the handE
Sung with the voice and this the argumentE
Victory and Triumph to the Son of GodE
Now entring his great duel not of armsV2
But to vanquish by wisdom hellish wilesV2
The Father knows the Son therefore secureO
Ventures his filial Vertue though untri'dE
Against whate're may tempt whate're seduceV2
Allure or terrifie or undermineA2
Be frustrate all ye stratagems of HellY
And devilish machinations come to noughtE
So they in Heav'n their Odes and Vigils tun'dE
Mean while the Son of God who yet some daysV2
Lodg'd in Bethabara where John baptiz'dE
Musing and much revolving in his brestE
How best the mighty work he might beginA2
Of Saviour to mankind and which way firstE
Publish his God like office now matureO
One day forth walk'd alone the Spirit leadingR
And his deep thoughts the better to converseV2
With solitude till far from track of menA2
Thought following thought and step by step led onA2
He entred now the bordering Desert wildE
And with dark shades and rocks environ'd roundE
His holy Meditations thus persu'dE
O what a multitude of thoughts at onceV2
Awakn'd in me swarm while I considerG2
What from within I feel my self and hearE3
What from without comes often to my earsV2
Ill sorting with my present state compar'dE
When I was yet a child no childish playX2
To me was pleasing all my mind was setE
Serious to learn and know and thence to doE
What might be publick good my self I thoughtE
Born to that end born to promote all truthF3
All righteous things therefore above my yearsV2
The Law of God I read and found it sweetE
Made it my whole delight and in it grewE
To such perfection that e're yet my ageL
Had measur'd twice six years at our great FeastE
I went into the Temple there to hearE3
The Teachers of our Law and to proposeV2
What might improve my knowledge or their ownA2
And was admir'd by all yet this not allJ2
To which my Spirit aspir'd victorious deedsV2
Flam'd in my heart heroic acts one whileG3
To rescue Israel from the Roman yokeR
Then to subdue and quell o're all the earthB2
Brute violence and proud Tyrannick pow'rH3
Till truth were freed and equity restor'dE
Yet held it more humane more heavenly firstE
By winning words to conquer willing heartsV2
And make perswasion do the work of fearI2
At least to try and teach the erring SoulI3
Not wilfully mis doing but unwareI2
Misled the stubborn only to destroyI2
These growing thoughts my Mother soon perceivingR
By words at times cast forth inly rejoyc'dE
And said to me apart high are thy thoughtsV2
O Son but nourish them and let them soarI2
To what highth sacred vertue and true worthB2
Can raise them though above example highZ2
By matchless Deeds express thy matchless SireI2
For know thou art no Son of mortal manA2
Though men esteem thee low of ParentageJ3
Thy Father is the Eternal King who rulesV2
All Heaven and Earth Angels and Sons of menA2
A messenger from God fore told thy birthB2
Conceiv'd in me a Virgin he fore toldE
Thou shouldst be great and sit on David's ThroneA2
And of thy Kingdom there should be no endE
At thy Nativity a glorious QuireI2
Of Angels in the fields of Bethlehem sungR
To Shepherds watching at their folds by nightE
And told them the Messiah now was bornA2
Where they might see him and to thee they cameN
Directed to the Manger where thou lais'tE
For in the Inn was left no better roomV
A Star not seen before in Heaven appearingR
Guided the Wise Men thither from the EastE
To honour thee with Incense Myrrh and GoldE
By whose bright course led on they found the placeV2
Affirming it thy Star new grav'n in HeavenA2
By which they knew thee King of Israel bornA2
Just Simeon and Prophetic Anna warn'dE
By Vision found thee in the Temple and spakeR
Before the Altar and the vested PriestE
Like things of thee to all that present stoodE
This having heard strait I again revolv'dE
The Law and Prophets searching what was writE
Concerning the Messiah to our ScribesV2
Known partly and soon found of whom they spakeR
I am this chiefly that my way must lieZ2
Through many a hard assay even to the deathK3
E're I the promis'd Kingdom can attainA2
Or work Redemption for mankind whose sinsV2
Full weight must be transferr'd upon my headE
Yet neither thus disheartn'd or dismay'dE
The time prefixt I waited when beholdE
The Baptist of whose birth I oft had heardE
Not knew by sight now come who was to comeL2
Before Messiah and his way prepareI2
I as all others to his Baptism cameN
Which I believ'd was from above but heE
Strait knew me and with loudest voice proclaim'dE
Me him for it was shew'n him so from HeavenA2
Me him whose Harbinger he was and firstE
Refus'd on me his Baptism to conferI2
As much his greater and was hardly wonA2
But as I rose out of the laving streamK2
Heaven open'd her eternal doors from whenceV2
The Spirit descended on me like a DoveC2
And last the sum of all my Father's voiceV2
Audibly heard from Heav'n pronounc'd me hisV2
Me his beloved Son in whom aloneA2
He was well pleas'd by which I knew the timeL3
Now full that I no more should live obscureI2
But openly begin as best becomesV2
The Authority which I deriv'd from HeavenA2
And now by some strong motion I am ledE
Into this Wilderness to what intentE
I learn not yet perhaps I need not knowA2
For what concerns my knowledge God revealsV2
So spake our Morning Star then in his riseV2
And looking round on every side beheldE
A pathless Desert dusk with horrid shadesV2
The way he came not having mark'd returnA2
Was difficult by humane steps untrodE
And he still on was led but with such thoughtsV2
Accompanied of things past and to comeL2
Lodg'd in his breast as well might recommendE
Such Solitude before choicest SocietyE
Full forty days he pass'd whether on hillT
Sometimes anon in shady vale each nightE
Under the covert of some ancient OakR
Or Cedar to defend him from the dewE
Or harbour'd in one Cave is not reveal'dE
Nor tasted humane food nor hunger feltE
Till those days ended hunger'd then at lastE
Among wild Beasts they at his sight grew mildE
Nor sleeping him nor waking harm'd his walkR
The fiery Serpent fled and noxious WormM3
The Lion and fierce Tiger glar'd aloofC2
But now an aged man in Rural weedsV2
Following as seem'd the quest of some stray EweE
Or wither'd sticks to gather which might serveC2
Against a Winters day when winds blow keenA2
To warm him wet return'd from field at EveC2
He saw approach who first with curious eyeZ2
Perus'd him then with words thus utt'red spakeR
Sir what ill chance hath brought thee to this placeV2
So far from path or road of men who passV2
In Troop or Caravan for single noneA2
Durst ever who return'd and dropt not hereI2
His Carcass pin'd with hunger and with droughthK3
I ask the rather and the more admireI2
For that to me thou seem'st the man whom lateE
Our new baptizing Prophet at the FordE
Of Jordan honour'd so and call'd thee SonA2
Of God I saw and heard for we sometimesV2
Who dwell this wild constrain'd by want come forthK3
To Town or Village nigh nighest is farI2
Where ought we hear and curious are to hearI2
What happ'ns new Fame also finds us outE
To whom the Son of God Who brought me hitherI2
Will bring me hence no other Guide I seekR
By Miracle he may reply'd the SwainA2
What other way I see not for we hereI2
Live on tough roots and stubs to thirst inur'dE
More then the Camel and to drink go farI2
Men to much misery and hardship bornA2
But if thou be the Son of God CommandE
That out of these hard stones be made thee breadE
So shalt thou save thy self and us relieveC2
With Food whereof we wretched seldom tasteE
He ended and the Son of God reply'dE
Think'st thou such force in Bread is it not writtenA2
For I discern thee other then thou seem'stE
Man lives not by Bread only but each WordE
Proceeding from the mouth of God who fedE
Our Fathers here with Manna in the MountE
Moses was forty days nor eat nor drankR
And forty days Eliah without foodE
Wandred this barren waste the same I nowA2
Why dost thou then suggest to me distrustE
Knowing who I am as I know who thou artE
Whom thus answer'd th' Arch Fiend now undisguis'dE
'Tis true I am that Spirit unfortunateE
Who leagu'd with millions more in rash revoltE
Kept not my happy Station but was driv'nA2
With them from bliss to the bottomless deepP2
Yet to that hideous place not so confin'dE
By rigour unconniving but that oftE
Leaving my dolorous Prison I enjoyI2
Large liberty to round this Globe of EarthK3
Or range in th' Air nor from the Heav'n of Heav'nsV2
Hath he excluded my resort sometimesV2
I came among the Sons of God when heE
Gave up into my hands Uzzean JobA3
To prove him and illustrate his high worthK3
And when to all his Angels he propos'dE
To draw the proud King Ahab into fraudE
That he might fall in Ramoth they demuringR
I undertook that office and the tonguesV2
Of all his flattering Prophets glibb'd with lyesV2
To his destruction as I had in chargeN3
For what he bids I do though I have lostE
Much lustre of my native brightness lostE
To be belov'd of God I have not lostE
To love at least contemplate and admireI2
What I see excellent in good or fairI2
Or vertuous I should so have lost all senseV2
What can be then less in me then desireI2
To see thee and approach thee whom I knowA2
Declar'd the Son of God to hear attentE
Thy wisdom and behold thy God like deedsV2
Men generally think me much a foeA2
To all mankind why should I they to meE
Never did wrong or violence by themO3
I lost not what I lost rather by themO3
I gain'd what I have gain'd and with them dwellY
Copartner in these Regions of the WorldE
If not disposer lend them oft my aidE
Oft my advice by presages and signsV2
And answers oracles portents and dreamsV2
Whereby they may direct their future lifeC2
Envy they say excites me thus to gainA2
Companions of my misery and woA2
At first it may be but long since with woA2
Nearer acquainted now I feel by proofC2
That fellowship in pain divides not smartE
Nor lightens aught each mans peculiar loadE
Small consolation then were Man adjoyn'dE
This wounds me most what can it less that ManA2
Man fall'n shall be restor'd I never moreI2
To whom our Saviour sternly thus reply'dE
Deservedly thou griev'st compos'd of lyesV2
From the beginning and in lies wilt endE
Who boast'st release from Hell and leave to comeL2
Into the Heav'n of Heavens thou com'st indeedE
As a poor miserable captive thrallJ2
Comes to the place where he before had satE
Among the Prime in Splendour now depos'dE
Ejected emptyed gaz'd unpityed shun'dE
A spectacle of ruin or of scornA2
To all the Host of Heaven the happy placeV2
Imparts to thee no happiness no joyI2
Rather inflames thy torment representingR
Lost bliss to thee no more communicableP3
So never more in Hell then when in HeavenA2
But thou art serviceable to Heaven's KingR
Wilt thou impute to obedience what thy fearI2
Extorts or pleasure to do ill excitesV2
What but thy malice mov'd thee to misdeemL2
Of righteous Job then cruelly to afflict himL2
With all inflictions but his patience wonA2
The other service was thy chosen taskR
To be a lyer in four hundred mouthsV2
For lying is thy sustenance thy foodE
Yet thou pretend'st to truth all OraclesV2
By thee are giv'n and what confest more trueE
Among the Nations that hath been thy craftE
By mixing somewhat true to vent more lyesV2
But what have been thy answers what but darkR
Ambiguous and with double sense deludingR
Which they who ask'd have seldom understoodE
And not well understood as good not knownA2
Who ever by consulting at thy shrineA2
Return'd the wiser or the more instructE
To flye or follow what concern'd him mostE
And run not sooner to his fatal snareI2
For God hath justly giv'n the Nations upQ3
To thy Delusions justly since they fellY
Idolatrous but when his purpose isV2
Among them to declare his ProvidenceV2
To thee not known whence hast thou then thy truthK3
But from him or his Angels PresidentE
In every Province who themselves disdainingR
To approach thy Temples give thee in commandE
What to the smallest tittle thou shalt sayV2
To thy Adorers thou with trembling fearI2
Or like a Fawning Parasite obey'stE
Then to thy self ascrib'st the truth fore toldE
But this thy glory shall be soon retrench'dE
No more shalt thou by oracling abuseV2
The Gentiles henceforth Oracles are ceastE
And thou no more with Pomp and SacrificeV2
Shalt be enquir'd at Delphos or elsewhereI2
At least in vain for they shall find thee muteE
God hath now sent his living OracleP3
Into the World to teach his final willT
And sends his Spirit of Truth henceforth to dwellY
In pious Hearts an inward OracleP3
To all truth requisite for men to knowA2
So spake our Saviour but the subtle FiendE
Though inly stung with anger and disdainA2
Dissembl'd and this Answer smooth return'dE
Sharply thou hast insisted on rebukeR
And urg'd me hard with doings which not willT
But misery hath rested from me whereI2
Easily canst thou find one miserableP3
And not inforc'd oft times to part from truthK3
If it may stand him more in stead to lyeZ2
Say and unsay feign flatter or abjureI2
But thou art plac't above me thou art LordE
From thee I can and must submiss endureI2
Check or reproof and glad to scape so quitE
Hard are the ways of truth and rough to walkR
Smooth on the tongue discourst pleasing to th' earI2
And tuneable as Silvan Pipe or SongR
What wonder then if I delight to hearI2
Her dictates from thy mouth most men admireI2
Vertue who follow not her lore permit meL2
To hear thee when I come since no man comesV2
And talk at least though I despair to attainA2
Thy Father who is holy wise and pureI2
Suffers the Hypocrite or Atheous PriestE
To tread his Sacred Courts and ministerI2
About his Altar handling holy thingsV2
Praying or vowing and vouchsaf'd his voiceV2
To Balaam Reprobate a Prophet yetE
Inspir'd disdain not such access to meL2
To whom our Saviour with unalter'd browI2
Thy coming hither though I know thy scopeR3
I bid not or forbid do as thou find'stE
Permission from above thou canst not moreI2
He added not and Satan bowing lowA2
His gray dissimulation disappear'dE
Into thin Air diffus'd for now beganA2
Night with her sullen wing to double shadeE
The Desert Fowls in thir clay nests were couch'tL2
And now wild Beasts came forth the woods to roamL2

John Milton



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