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       John Milton

      Paradise Lost

      Published by Good Press, 2019

       [email protected]

      EAN 4057664163943

       BOOK I.

       BOOK II.

       BOOK III.

       BOOK IV.

       BOOK V.

       BOOK VI.

       BOOK VII.

       BOOK VIII.

       BOOK IX.

       BOOK X.

       THE END.

       Table of Contents

      Of Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit

       Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast

       Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,

       With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat, Sing Heav’nly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed, In the Beginning how the Heav’ns and Earth Rose out of Chaos: Or if Sion Hill Delight thee more, and Siloa’s Brook that flow’d Fast by the Oracle of God; I thence Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song, That with no middle flight intends to soar Above th’ Aonian Mount, while it pursues Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime. And chiefly Thou O Spirit, that dost prefer Before all Temples th’ upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for Thou know’st; Thou from the first Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread Dove-like satst brooding on the vast Abyss And mad’st it pregnant: What in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support; That to the highth of this great Argument I may assert th’ Eternal Providence, And justifie the wayes of God to men.

      Say first, for Heav’n hides nothing from thy view

       Nor the deep Tract of Hell, say first what cause

       Mov’d our Grand Parents in that happy State,

       Favour’d of Heav’n so highly, to fall off

       From their Creator, and transgress his Will

       For one restraint, Lords of the World besides?

       Who first seduc’d them to that fowl revolt?

       Th’ infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile

       Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv’d

       The Mother of Mankinde, what time his Pride

       Had cast him out from Heav’n, with all his Host

       Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring

       To set himself in Glory above his Peers,

       He trusted to have equal’d the most High,

       If he oppos’d; and with ambitious aim

       Against the Throne and Monarchy of God

       Rais’d impious War in Heav’n and Battel proud

       With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power

       Hurld headlong flaming from th’ Ethereal Skie

       With hideous ruine and combustion down

       To bottomless perdition, there to dwell

       In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,

       Who durst defie th’ Omnipotent to Arms.

       Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night

       To mortal men, he with his horrid crew

       Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe

       Confounded though immortal: But his doom

       Reserv’d him to more wrath; for now the thought

       Both of lost happiness and lasting pain

       Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes

       That witness’d huge affliction and dismay

       Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:

       At once as far as Angels kenn he views

       The dismal Situation waste and wilde,

       A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round

       As one great Furnace flam’d, yet from those flames

       No light, but rather darkness visible

       Serv’d only to discover sights of woe,

       Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace

       And rest can never dwell, hope never comes

       That comes to all; but torture without end

       Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed

       With ever-burning Sulphur unconsum’d:

       Such place Eternal Justice had prepar’d

       For those rebellious, here their Prison ordain’d

       In utter darkness, and their portion set

       As far remov’d from God and light of Heav’n

       As from the Center thrice to th’ utmost Pole.

       O how unlike the place from whence they fell!

       There the companions of his fall, o’rewhelm’d

       With Floods and Whirlwinds of tempestuous fire,

       He soon discerns, and weltring by his side

       One next himself in power, and next in crime,

       Long after known in Palestine, and

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