If ious aim
Against throne and Monarchy of God
Raisd impious ar in tel proud
ittempt. y Power
hereal Skie [ 45 ]
ition down
to bottomless perdition, to dwell
In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,
defie tent to Arms.
Nine times t measures Day and Night [ 50 ]
to mortal men, h his horrid crew
Lay vanquishe fiery Gulfe
Confounded tal: But his doom
Reservd o more
Bot ing pain [ 55 ]
torments hrows his baleful eyes
t nessd ion and dismay
Mixt e pride and stedfast e:
At once as far as Angels kenn he views
tuation e and wilde, [ 60 ]
A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round
As one great Furnace flamd, yet from those flames
No lig rather darkness visible
Servd onely to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace [ 65 ]
And rest can never dwell, hope never comes
t comes to all; but torture end
Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed
ith ever-burning Sulphur unconsumd:
Sucernal Justice had prepard [ 70 ]
For thir Prison ordaind
In utter darkness, and tion set
As far removd from God and light of heavn
As from ter to tmost Pole.
O hey fell! [ 75 ]
the companions of his fall, orewhelmd
itempestuous fire,
ring by his side
One next in crime,