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shout and high applause

       To fill his eare, when contrary he hears

       On all sides, from innumerable tongues

       A dismal universal hiss, the sound

       Of public scorn; he wonderd, but not long

       Had leasure, wondring at himself now more;

       His Visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare,

       His Armes clung to his Ribs, his Leggs entwining

       Each other, till supplanted down he fell

       A monstrous Serpent on his Belly prone,

       Reluctant, but in vaine, a greater power

       Now rul’d him, punisht in the shape he sin’d,

       According to his doom: he would have spoke,

       But hiss for hiss returnd with forked tongue

       To forked tongue, for now were all transform’d

       Alike, to Serpents all as accessories

       To his bold Riot: dreadful was the din

       Of hissing through the Hall, thick swarming now

       With complicated monsters, head and taile,

       Scorpion and Asp, and Amphisbaena dire, Cerastes hornd, Hydrus, and Ellops drear, And Dipsas (Not so thick swarm’d once the Soil Bedropt with blood of Gorgon, or the Isle Ophiusa) but still greatest hee the midst, Now Dragon grown, larger then whom the Sun Ingenderd in the Pythian Vale on slime, Huge Python, and his Power no less he seem’d Above the rest still to retain; they all Him follow’d issuing forth to th’ open Field, Where all yet left of that revolted Rout Heav’n-fall’n, in station stood or just array, Sublime with expectation when to see In Triumph issuing forth thir glorious Chief; They saw, but other sight instead, a crowd Of ugly Serpents; horror on them fell, And horrid sympathie; for what they saw, They felt themselvs now changing; down thir arms, Down fell both Spear and Shield, down they as fast, And the dire hiss renew’d, and the dire form Catcht by Contagion, like in punishment, As in thir crime. Thus was th’ applause they meant, Turnd to exploding hiss, triumph to shame Cast on themselves from thir own mouths. There stood A Grove hard by, sprung up with this thir change, His will who reigns above, to aggravate Thir penance, laden with fair Fruit, like that VVhich grew in Paradise, the bait of Eve Us’d by the Tempter: on that prospect strange Thir earnest eyes they fix’d, imagining For one forbidden Tree a multitude Now ris’n, to work them furder woe or shame; Yet parcht with scalding thurst and hunger fierce, Though to delude them sent, could not abstain, But on they rould in heaps, and up the Trees Climbing, sat thicker then the snakie locks That curld Megaera: greedily they pluck’d The Frutage fair to sight, like that which grew Neer that bituminous Lake where Sodom flam’d; This more delusive, not the touch, but taste Deceav’d; they fondly thinking to allay Thir appetite with gust, instead of Fruit Chewd bitter Ashes, which th’ offended taste VVith spattering noise rejected: oft they assayd, Hunger and thirst constraining, drugd as oft, VVith hatefullest disrelish writh’d thir jaws VVith foot and cinders fill’d; so oft they fell Into the same illusion, not as Man Whom they triumph’d once lapst. Thus were they plagu’d And worn with Famin, long and ceasless hiss, Till thir lost shape, permitted, they resum’d, Yearly enjoynd, some say, to undergo This annual humbling certain number’d days, To dash thir pride, and joy for Man seduc’t. However some tradition they dispers’d Among the Heathen of thir purchase got, And Fabl’d how the Serpent, whom they calld Ophion with Eurynome, the wide- Encroaching Eve perhaps, had first the rule Of high Olympus, thence by Saturn driv’n And Ops, ere yet Dictaean Jove was born. Mean while in Paradise the hellish pair Too soon arriv’d, Sin there in power before, Once actual, now in body, and to dwell Habitual habitant; behind her Death Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet On his pale Horse: to whom Sin thus began.

      Second of Satan sprung, all conquering Death, What thinkst thou of our Empire now, though earnd With travail difficult, not better farr Then stil at Hels dark threshold to have sate watch, Unnam’d, undreaded, and thy self half starv’d?

      Whom thus the Sin-born Monster answerd soon.

       To mee, who with eternal Famin pine,

       Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven,

       There best, where most with ravin I may meet;

       Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems

       To stuff this Maw, this vast unhide-bound Corps.

      To whom th’ incestuous Mother thus repli’d.

       Thou therefore on these Herbs, and Fruits, & Flours

       Feed first, on each Beast next, and Fish, and Fowle,

       No homely morsels, and whatever thing

       The Sithe of Time mowes down, devour unspar’d,

       Till I in Man residing through the Race,

       His thoughts, his looks, words, actions all infect,

       And season him thy last and sweetest prey.

      This said, they both betook them several wayes,

       Both to destroy, or unimmortal make

       All kinds, and for destruction to mature

       Sooner or later; which th’ Almightie seeing,

       From his transcendent Seat the Saints among,

       To those bright Orders utterd thus his voice.

      See with what heat these Dogs of Hell advance

       To waste and havoc yonder VVorld, which I

       So fair and good created, and had still

       Kept in that state, had not the folly of Man

       Let in these wastful Furies, who impute

       Folly to mee, so doth the Prince of Hell

       And his Adherents, that with so much ease

       I suffer them to enter and possess

       A place so heav’nly, and conniving seem

       To gratifie my scornful Enemies,

       That laugh, as if transported with some fit

       Of Passion, I to them had quitted all,

       At random yeilded up to their misrule;

       And know not that I call’d and drew them thither

       My Hell-hounds, to lick up the draff and filth

       Which mans polluting Sin with taint hath shed

       On what was pure, till cramm’d and gorg’d, nigh burst

       With suckt and glutted offal, at one fling

       Of thy victorious Arm, well-pleasing Son,

       Both Sin, and Death, and yawning Grave at last Through Chaos hurld, obstruct the mouth of Hell For ever, and seal up his ravenous Jawes. Then Heav’n and Earth renewd shall be made pure To sanctitie that shall receive no staine: Till then the Curse pronounc’t on both precedes.

      Hee ended, and the heav’nly Audience loud

       Sung Halleluia, as the sound of Seas, Through multitude that sung: Just are thy ways, Righteous are thy Decrees on all thy Works; Who can extenuate thee? Next, to the Son, Destin’d restorer of Mankind, by whom New Heav’n and Earth shall to the Ages rise, Or down from Heav’n descend. Such was thir song, While the Creator calling forth by name His mightie Angels gave them several charge, As sorted best with present things. The Sun Had first his precept so to move, so shine, As might affect the Earth with cold and heat Scarce tollerable, and from the North to call Decrepit Winter, from the South to bring Solstitial summers heat. To the blanc Moone Her office they prescrib’d, to th’ other five Thir planetarie motions and aspects In Sextile, Square, and Trine, and Opposite, Of noxious efficacie, and

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