Read The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems Online
Authors: John Milton,Burton Raffel
Tags: #Fiction, #General, #Literary Collections, #Poetry, #Classics, #English; Irish; Scottish; Welsh, #English poetry
366 | | All as our own, and drive, |
367 | | The puny |
368 | | Seduce them to our party, that their God |
369 | | May prove their foe, and with repenting hand |
370 | | Abolish His own works. This would surpass |
371 | | Common revenge, and interrupt His joy |
372 | | In our confusion, and our joy upraise |
373 | | In His disturbance, when His darling sons, |
374 | | Hurled headlong to partake with us, shall curse |
375 | | Their frail original, |
376 | | Faded so soon! Advise if this be worth |
377 | | Attempting, or to sit in darkness here |
378 | | Hatching vain empires.” Thus Beelzebub |
379 | | Pleaded his devilish counsel—first devised |
380 | | By Satan, and in part proposed, for whence |
381 | | But from the author of all ill could spring |
382 | | So deep a malice, to confound |
383 | | Of mankind in one root, |
384 | | To mingle and involve, done all to spite |
385 | | The great Creator? But their spite still serves |
386 | | His glory to augment. The bold design |
387 | | Pleased highly those infernal States, |
388 | | Sparkled in all their eyes. With full assent |
389 | | They vote, whereat his speech he thus renews: |
390 | | |
391 | | Synod |
392 | | Great things resolved, which from the lowest deep |
393 | | Will once more lift us up, in spite of fate, |
394 | | Nearer our ancient seat—perhaps in view |
395 | | Of those bright confines, whence, with neighboring arms, |
396 | | And opportune |
397 | | Re-enter Heav’n, or else in some mild zone |
398 | | Dwell not unvisited of Heav’n’s fair light |
399 | | |
400 | | Purge off this gloom. The soft delicious air, |
401 | | To heal the scar of these corrosive fires, |
402 | | Shall breathe her balm. But first, whom shall we send |
403 | | In search of this new world? whom shall we find |
404 | | Sufficient? who shall tempt |
405 | | The dark, unbottomed, infinite abyss, |
406 | | |
407 | | His uncouth |
408 | | Upborne with indefatigable wings |
409 | | Over the vast abrupt, |
410 | | The happy isle? |
411 | | Suffice, or what evasion bear him safe, |
412 | | Through the strict senteries |
413 | | Of Angels watching round? Here he had need |
414 | | All circumspection, and we now no less |
415 | | Choice in our suffrage, |
416 | | The weight of all, and our last hope, relies. |
417 | | |
418 | | His look suspense, |
419 | | To second, or oppose, or undertake |
420 | | The perilous attempt. But all sat mute, |
421 | | Pondering the danger with deep thoughts, and each |
422 | | In other’s count’nance read his own dismay, |
423 | | |
424 | | Of those Heav’n-warring champions could be found |
425 | | So hardy |
426 | | Alone, the dreadful voyage, till at last |
427 | | Satan, whom now transcendent glory raised |
428 | | Above his fellows, with monarchal pride |
429 | | Conscious of highest worth, unmoved |
430 | | |
431 | | With reason hath deep silence and demur |
432 | | Seized us, though undismayed. Long is the way |
433 | | And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light. |
434 | | Our prison strong, this huge convex |
435 | | |
436 | | Ninefold, and gates of burning adamant, |
437 | | |
438 | | |
439 | | Of unessential |
440 | | Wide-gaping, and with utter loss of being |
441 | | |
442 | | If thence he scape, into whatever world |
443 | | Or unknown region, what remains him less |
444 | | Than unknown dangers, and as hard escape? |
445 | | But I should ill become this throne, O peers, |
446 | | And this imperial sov’reignty, adorned |
447 | | With splendor, armed with power, if aught proposed |
448 | | And judged of public moment |
449 | | Of difficulty or danger, could deter |
450 | | Me from attempting. Wherefore do I assume |
451 | | These royalties, |
452 | | Refusing to accept as great a share |
453 | | Of hazard as of honor, due alike |
454 | | To him who reigns, and so much to him due |
455 | | Of hazard more as he above the rest |