However, and to scape his punishment.

To thee no reason; who knowst only good, [ 895 ]

Came not all Hell broke loose? is pain to them

Insulting Angel, well thou knowst I stood

Though thither doomd? Thou wouldst thyself, no doubt, [ 890 ]

Farthest from pain, where thou mightst hope to change

But wherefore thou alone? wherefore with thee

Gabri九九藏書el, thou hadst in Heavn th esteem of wise,

To thy deserted host this cause of flight,

Less hardie to endure? courageous Chief, [ 920 ]

Gravely in doubt whether to hold them wise

Less pain, less to be fled, or thou then they

Dole with delight, which in this place I sought;

And seconded thy else not dreaded Spear.

Who would not, findi九-九-藏-書ng way, break loose from Hell,

The blasting volied Thunder made all speed

So judge thou still, presumptuous, till the wrauth,

In that dark durance: thus much what was askt.

Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive.

To which the Fiend thus answerd frowning stern.

Torment with ease, and; soonest recompence

Not that I less endure, or shrink https://read.99csw.comfrom pain, [ 925 ]

Thus he in scorn. The warlike Angel movd,

Or not, who ask what boldness brought him hither

But that implies not violence or harme.

O loss of one in Heavn to judge of wise,

Thy fiercest, when in Battel to thy aide

Seavenfold, and scourge that wisdom back to Hell,

And such I held thee; but this question askt

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So wise he judges it to fly from pain [ 910 ]

But evil hast not trid: and wilt object

And now returns him from his prison scapt,

Which taught thee yet no better, that no pain [ 915 ]

His will who bound us? let him surer barr

The first in flight from pain, hadst thou allegd

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The rest is true, they found me where they say; [ 900 ]

Can equal anger infinite provokt.

Disdainfully half smiling thus replid.

His Iron Gates, if he intends our stay

And boldly venture to whatever place

Since Satan fell, whom follie overthrew, [ 905 ]

Unlicenct from his bounds in Hell prescribd;

Puts me in doubt. Lives ther who loves his pain?