Among his Angels; and his Throne it self

Up to our native seat: descent and fall

His trust was with th Eternal to be deemd

Went all his fear: of God, or Hell, or worse

We now debate; who can advise, may speak.

The way seems difficult and steep to scale

Infernal Thunder, and for Lightning see

He ceasd, and next him Moloc, Scepterd King

When thｒeａd.9９cｓw.coｍe fierce Foe hung on our brokn Rear

To our destruction: if there be in Hell

Heavns fugitives, and for thir dwelling place

That in our proper motion we ascend [ 75 ]

Cared not to be at all; with that care lost

The Signal to ascend, sit lingring here

Armd with Hell flames and fury all at once

With what compulsion and labor九*九*藏*書ious flight [ 80 ]

Equal in strength, and rather then be less

Fear to be worse destroyd: what can be worse [ 85 ]

To us is adverse. Who but felt of late

Against the Torturer; when to meet the noise

His own invented Torments. But perhaps [ 70 ]

In this abhorred deep to utter woe;

He reckd not, and these words thereafter spake. [ 50 ]

Th eventreａd•９９ｃｓw.ｃom is feard; should we again provoke

Then to dwell here, drivn out from bliss, condemnd

For while they sit contriving, shall the rest,

By our delay? no, let us rather choose [ 60 ]

My sentence is for open Warr: Of Wiles,

Millions that stand in Arms, and longing wait [ 55 ]

Of that forgetful Lake benumm not still,

Black fire and horror shot withｈｔtpｓ://ｒｅａd.９９ｃsw•com equal rage

Ore Heavns high Towrs to force resistless way,

We sunk thus low? Th ascent is easie then;

With upright wing against a higher foe.

More unexpert, I boast not: them let those

Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench

Stood up, the strongest and the fiercest Spirit

That fought in Heavn; now fiercer by despair: [ 45 ]

Our stronger, some woread.99csw.comrse way his wrath may find

Turning our Tortures into horrid Arms

Accept this dark opprobrious Den of shame,

Insulting, and pursud us through the Deep,

Mixt with Tartarean Sulphur, and strange fire,

Whether of open Warr or covert guile,

Contrive who need, or when they need, not now.

Of his Almighty Engin he shall hear [ 65 ]

The Prison of his Tyranny who Reigns