Imatges de pàgina

Of ending this great war, since none but thou
Can end it. Into thee such virtue' and grace
Immense I have transfus'd, that all may know
In Heav'n and hell thy pow'r above compare ;
And this perverse commotion govern'd thus,
To manifest thee worthiest to be Heir
Of all things, to be Heir and to be King
By sacred unction, thy deserved right.
Go then, thou Mightiest in thy Father's might, 710
Ascend my chariot, guide the rapid wheels
That shake Heav'n's basis, bring forth all my war,
My bow and thunder, my almighty arms
Gird on, and sword upon thy puissant thigh;
Pursue these sons of Darkness, drive them out
From all Heav'n's bounds into the utter deep :
There let them learn, as likes them, to despise
God and Messiah his anointed King.

He said, and on his Son with rays direct
Shone full; he all his Father full express'd

720 Ineffably into his face receiv’d; And thus the filial Godhead answ'ring spake:

O Father, o Supreme of heav'nly thrones, First, Highest, Holiest, Best, thou always seek'st To glorify thy Son, I always thee, As is most just; this I my glory' account, My exaltation, and my whole delight, That thou in me well pleas'd, declar'st thy will Fulfill'd, which to fulfil is all my bliss. Scepire and pow'r, thy giving, I assume, 1930

And gladlier shall resign, when in the end
Thou shalt be all in all, and I in thee
For ever, and in me all whom thou lov'st:
But whom thou hat’st, I hate, and can put on
Thy terrors, as. I put thy mildness on,
Image of thee in all things; and shall soon,
Arm'd with thy might, rid Heav'n of these rebellid,
To their prepar'd ill mansion driven down,
To chains of darkness, and th' undying worm,
That from thy just obedience could revolt, 770
Whom to obey is happiness entire.
Then shall thy Saints unmix'd, and from th' impure
Far separate, circling thy holy mount
Unfeigned Halleluiahs to thee sing,
Hymns of high praise, and I among them chief.

So said, he o'er his sceptre bowing, rose
From the right hand of Glory where he sat;
And the third sacred morn began to shine, [sound
Dawning through Heav'n: forth rush'd with whirlwind
The chariot of paternal Deity,

750 Flashing thick flames, wheel within wheel undrawn, Itself instinct with spirit, but couvoy'd By four Cherubic shapes; four faces each Had wondrous; as with stars their bodies all And wings were set with eyes,' with eyes the wheels Of beryl, and careering fires between; Over their heads a crystal firmament, Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with pure Amber, and colours of the show'ry arch.

He in celestial panoply all arm'd

Of radiant Urim, work divinely wrought,
A scended; at his right hand Victory
Sat eagle-wing’d; beside him hung his bow
And quiver with three-bolted thunder stor’d,
And from about him fierce effusion roll'd
Of smoke and bickering frame and sparkles dire:
Atiended with ten thousand thousand Saints,
He onward came, far off his coming shone';
And twenty thousand (I their number heard)
Chariots of God, half on each hand were seen: 770
He on the wings of Cherub rode sublime
On the crystalline sky, in sapphire thron'd,
Illustrious far and wide, but by his own
First seen; them unexpected joy surpris'd
When the great ensign of Messiah blaz'd
Aloft by Angels borne, his sign in Heav'n;
Under whose conduct Michael soon reduc'd
His army, circumfus’d on either wing,
Under their head embodied all in one.
Before him Power Divine his way prepar’d:

At his command th' uprooted hills retir'd
Each ic his place; they heard his voice, and went
Obsequious; Heav'n his wonted face renew'd,
And with fresh flow'rets hill and valley smil'd.
This saw his hapless foes, but stood obcur’d,
And to rebellious fight rallied their powers
Insensate, hope conceiving from despair.
In heavn'ly Spi'riis could such perverseness dwell?

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But to convince the proud what signs avail,
Or wonders move th' obdurate to relent?

They harden'd more by what might most reclaim,
Grieving to see his glory, at the sight
Took envy; and aspiring to his height,
Stood re-embattl'd fierce, by force or fraud
Weaning to prosper, and at length prevail
Against God and Messiah, or to fall
In universal ruin last; and now
To final battle drew disdaining flight,
Or faint retreat; when the great Son of God
To all his host on either hand thus spake : 800

Stand still in bright array, ye Saints, here stand
Ye Angels arm'd, this day from battle rest;
Faithful hath been your warfare, and of God
Accepted, fearless in his righteous cause,
And as ye have receiv’d, so have ye done
Invincibly; but of this cursed crew
The punishment to other hand belongs ;
Vengeance is his, or whose he sole appoints :
Number to this day's work is not ordain'd
Nor multitude ; stand only and behold

God's indignation on these godless pour'd
By me; not you but me they have despis’d,
Yet envied; against me is all their rage,
Because the Father, to'whom in Heav'n supreme
Kingdom and power and glory appertains,
Hath honour'd me according to his will.
Therefore to me their doom he hath assign’d;



That they may have their wish, to try with me
In battle which the stronger proves, they all,
Or I alone against them, since by strength
They measure all, of other excellence
Not emulous, nor care who them excells;
Nor oth r strife with them do I vouchsafe.
So spake the Son, and into terror chang'd
His count'nance too severe to be beheld,
And full of wrath bent on his enemies.
At once the Four spread out their starry wings
With dreadful shade contiguous, and the orbs
Of his fierce chariot rollid, as with the sound
Of torrent floods, or of a numerous host.
He on his impious foes right onward drove,
Gloomy as Night: under his burning wheels,
The steadfast empyréan shook throughout,
All but the throne itself of God. Full soon
Among them he arriv’d, in his right hand
Grasping ten thousand thunders, which he sent
Before him, such as in their souls infix'd
Plagues; they astonish'd all resistance lost,
All courage; down their idle weapons dropt;
O’er shields and helms and helmed heads he rode 870
of Thrones and mighty Seraphim prostráte,
That wish'd the mountains now might be again
Thrown on them as a shelter from his ire.
Nor less on either side tempestuous fell
His arrows, from the fourfold-visag'd Four
Distinct with eyes, and from the living wheels

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