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Paradise Lost

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by John Milton


  Rolling in dust and gore.” To which our sire.

  “Alas, both for the deed and for the cause!

  But have I now seen death? Is this the way

  I must return to native dust? O sight

  Of terror, foul and ugly to behold,

  Horrid to think, how horrible to feel!”

  To whom thus Michael. “Death thou hast seen

  In his first shape on man; but many shapes

  Of Death, and many are the ways that lead

  To his grim cave469, all dismal; yet to sense

  More terrible at th’ entrance than within.

  Some, as thou saw’st, by violent stroke shall die,

  By fire, flood, famine; by intemperance more

  In meats and drinks, which on the Earth shall bring

  Diseases dire, of which a monstrous crew

  Before thee shall appear; that thou may’st know

  What misery th’ inabstinence of Eve

  Shall bring on men.” Immediately a place

  Before his eyes appeared, sad, noisome, dark,

  A lazar-house479 it seemed, wherein were laid

  Numbers of all diseased, all maladies

  Of ghastly spasm, or racking torture, qualms481

  Of heart-sick agony, all feverous kinds,

  Convulsions, epilepsies, fierce catarrhs,

  Intestine stone and ulcer, colic pangs,

  Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy485

  And moon-struck madness, pining atrophy,

  Marasmus487, and wide-wasting pestilence,

  Dropsies488, and asthmas, and joint-racking rheums.

  Dire was the tossing, deep the groans; Despair

  Tended the sick busiest from couch to couch;

  And over them triumphant Death his dart

  Shook, but delayed to strike, though oft invoked

  With vows, as their chief good, and final hope.

  Sight so deform what heart of rock could long

  Dry-eyed behold? Adam could not, but wept,

  Though not of woman born496; compassion quelled

  His best of man497, and gave him up to tears

  A space, till firmer thoughts restrained excess,

  And scarce recovering words his plaint renewed.

  “O miserable mankind, to what fall

  Degraded, to what wretched state reserved!

  Better502 end here unborn. Why is life giv’n

  To be thus wrested from us? Rather why

  Obtruded on us thus? Who if we knew

  What we receive, would either not accept

  Life offered, or soon beg to lay it down,

  Glad to be so dismissed in peace. Can thus

  Th’ image of God in man created once

  So goodly and erect, though faulty since,

  To such unsightly sufferings be debased

  Under inhuman pains? Why should not man,

  Retaining still divine similitude

  In part, from such deformities be free,

  And for his Maker’s image sake exempt?”

  “Their Maker’s image,” answered Michael, “then

  Forsook them, when themselves they vilified

  To serve ungoverned appetite, and took

  His image whom they served, a brutish vice,

  Inductive519 mainly to the sin of Eve.

  Therefore so abject is their punishment,

  Disfiguring not God’s likeness, but their own,

  Or if his likeness, by themselves defaced

  While they pervert pure nature’s healthful rules

  To loathsome sickness, worthily, since they

  God’s image did not reverence in themselves.”

  “I yield it just,” said Adam, “and submit.

  But is there yet no other way, besides

  These painful passages, how we may come

  To death, and mix with our connatural dust?”

  “There is,” said Michael, “if thou well observe

  The rule of531 not too much, by temperance taught

  In what thou eat’st and drink’st, seeking from thence

  Due nourishment, not gluttonous delight,

  Till many years over thy head return:

  So may’st535 thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop

  Into thy mother’s lap, or be with ease

  Gathered, not harshly plucked, for death mature:

  This is old age; but then thou must outlive

  Thy youth, thy strength, thy beauty, which will change

  To withered weak and gray; thy senses then

  Obtuse, all taste of pleasure must forgo,

  To what thou hast, and for the air of youth

  Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign

  A melancholy damp544 of cold and dry

  To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume

  The balm of life.” To whom our ancestor.

  “Henceforth I fly not death, nor would prolong

  Life much, bent rather how I may be quit

  Fairest and easiest of this cumbrous charge,

  Which I must keep till my appointed day

  Of rend’ring551 up, and patiently attend

  My dissolution.” Michael replied,

  “Nor love thy life, nor hate553; but what thou liv’st

  Live well, how long or short permit to Heav’n:

  And now prepare thee for another sight.”

  He looked and saw a spacious plain, whereon556

  Were tents of various hue; by some were herds

  Of cattle grazing: others, whence the sound

  Of instruments that made melodious chime

  Was heard, of harp and organ; and who moved

  Their stops and chords was seen: his volant561 touch

  Instinct through all proportions low and high562

  Fled and pursued transverse the resonant fugue563.

  In other part stood one who at the forge

  Laboring, two massy clods of iron and brass

  Had melted (whether found where casual fire

  Had wasted woods on mountain or in vale,

  Down to the veins of Earth, thence gliding hot

  To some cave’s mouth, or whether washed by stream

  From underground) the liquid ore he drained

  Into fit molds prepared; from which he formed

  First his own tools; then, what might else be wrought

  Fusile573 or grav’n in metal. After these,

  But on the hither side a different sort

  From the high neighboring hills, which was their seat,

  Down to the plain descended: by their guise

  Just men they seemed, and all their study bent

  To worship God aright, and know his works

  Not hid, nor those things last which might preserve

  Freedom and peace to men: they on the plain

  Long had not walked, when from the tents behold

  A bevy of fair women, richly gay

  In gems and wanton dress; to the harp they sung

  Soft amorous ditties, and in dance came on:

  The men though grave, eyed them, and let their eyes

  Rove without rein, till in the amorous net586

  Fast caught, they liked, and each his liking chose;

  And now of love they treat till th’ ev’ning star

  Love’s harbinger appeared; then all in heat

  They light the nuptial torch, and bid invoke

  Hymen, then first to marriage rites invoked;

  With feast and music all the tents resound.

  Such happy interview593 and fair event

  Of love and youth not lost, songs, garlands, flow’rs,

  And charming symphonies attached595 the heart

  Of Adam, soon inclined to admit delight,

  The bent of nature; which he thus expressed.

  “True opener of mine eyes, prime angel blest,

  Much better seems this vision, and more hope

  Of peaceful days portends, than those
two past;

  Those were of hate and death, or pain much worse,

  Here nature seems fulfilled in all her ends.”

  To whom thus Michael. “Judge not what is best

  By pleasure, though to nature seeming meet,

  Created, as thou art, to nobler end

  Holy and pure, conformity divine.

  Those tents607 thou saw’st so pleasant, were the tents

  Of wickedness, wherein shall dwell his race

  Who slew his brother; studious they appear

  Of arts that polish life, inventors rare,

  Unmindful of their Maker, though his spirit

  Taught them, but they his gifts acknowledged none.

  Yet they a beauteous offspring shall beget;

  For that fair female troop thou saw’st, that seemed

  Of goddesses, so blithe, so smooth, so gay,

  Yet empty of all good wherein consists

  Woman’s domestic honor and chief praise;

  Bred only and completed to the taste

  Of lustful appetence619, to sing, to dance,

  To dress, and troll620 the tongue, and roll the eye.

  To these that sober race of men, whose lives

  Religious titled them the Sons of God622,

  Shall yield up all their virtue, all their fame

  Ignobly, to the trains624 and to the smiles

  Of these fair atheists, and now swim in joy,

  (Erelong to swim at large626) and laugh; for which

  The world erelong a world of tears must weep.”

  To whom thus Adam of short joy bereft.

  “O pity and shame, that they who to live well

  Entered so fair, should turn aside to tread

  Paths indirect, or in the mid way631 faint!

  But still I see the tenor of man’s woe632

  Holds on the same, from woman to begin.”

  From man’s effeminate slackness it begins,”

  Said th’ angel, “who should better hold his place

  By wisdom, and superior gifts received.

  But now prepare thee for another scene.”

  He looked638 and saw wide territory spread

  Before him, towns, and rural works between,

  Cities of men with lofty gates and tow’rs,

  Concourse in arms, fierce faces threat’ning war,

  Giants of mighty bone, and bold emprise642;

  Part wield their arms, part curb the foaming steed643,

  Single or in array of battle ranged644

  Both horse and foot, nor idly must’ring stood;

  One way a band select from forage drives

  A herd of beeves, fair oxen and fair kine

  From a fat meadow ground; or fleecy flock,

  Ewes and their bleating lambs over the plain,

  Their booty; scarce with life the shepherds fly,

  But call in aid, which makes a bloody fray;

  With cruel tournament the squadrons join;

  Where cattle pastured late, now scattered lies

  With carcasses and arms th’ ensanguined654 field

  Deserted: others to a city strong

  Lay siege, encamped; by battery, scale, and mine656,

  Assaulting; others from the wall defend

  With dart and jav’lin, stones and sulfurous fire;

  On each hand slaughter and gigantic deeds.

  In other part the sceptered heralds call

  To council in the city gates: anon

  Grey-headed men and grave, with warriors mixed,

  Assemble, and harangues are heard, but soon

  In factious opposition, till at last

  Of middle age one rising665, eminent

  In wise deport, spake much of right and wrong,

  Of justice, of religion, truth and peace,

  And judgment from above: him old and young

  Exploded669 and had seized with violent hands,

  Had not a cloud descending snatched him thence

  Unseen amid the throng: so violence

  Proceeded, and oppression, and sword-law

  Through all the plain, and refuge none was found.

  Adam was all in tears, and to his guide

  Lamenting turned full sad: “O what are these,

  Death’s ministers, not men, who thus deal death

  Inhumanly to men, and multiply

  Ten-thousandfold the sin of him who slew

  His brother; for of whom such massacre

  Make they but of their brethren, men of men?

  But who was that just man, whom had not Heav’n

  Rescued, had in his righteousness been lost?”

  To whom thus Michael. “These are the product

  Of those ill-mated marriages thou saw’st:

  Where good with bad were matched, who of themselves

  Abhor to join; and by imprudence mixed,

  Produce prodigious births of body or mind.687

  Such were these giants, men of high renown;

  For in those days might only shall be admired,

  And valor and heroic virtue called;

  To overcome in battle, and subdue

  Nations, and bring home spoils with infinite

  Manslaughter, shall be held the highest pitch

  Of human glory, and for glory done

  Of triumph, to be styled great conquerors,

  Patrons of mankind, gods, and sons of gods,

  Destroyers rightlier called and plagues of men.

  Thus fame shall be achieved, renown on earth,

  And what most merits fame in silence hid.

  But he the sev’nth from thee700, whom thou beheld’st

  The only righteous in a world perverse,

  And therefore hated, therefore so beset

  With foes for daring single to be just,

  And utter odious truth, that God would come

  To judge them with his saints: him the Most High

  Rapt in a balmy cloud with wingèd steeds

  Did, as thou saw’st, receive707, to walk with God

  High in salvation and the climes of bliss,

  Exempt from death, to show thee what reward

  Awaits the good, the rest what punishment;

  Which now direct thine eyes and soon behold.”

  He looked,712 and saw the face of things quite changed;

  The brazen throat of war had ceased to roar,

  All now was turned to jollity and game,

  To luxury715 and riot, feast and dance,

  Marrying or prostituting, as befell,

  Rape or adultery, where passing fair717

  Allured them; thence from cups to civil broils.

  At length a reverend sire719 among them came,

  And of their doings great dislike declared,

  And testified against their ways; he oft

  Frequented their assemblies, whereso met,

  Triumphs or festivals, and to them preached

  Conversion and repentance, as to souls

  In prison under judgments imminent:

  But all in vain: which when he saw, he ceased

  Contending, and removed his tents far off;

  Then from the mountain hewing timber tall,

  Began to build a vessel of huge bulk,

  Measured by cubit730, length, and breadth, and highth,

  Smeared round with pitch, and in the side a door

  Contrived, and of provisions laid in large

  For man and beast: when lo a wonder strange!

  Of every beast, and bird, and insect734 small

  Came sevens and pairs735, and entered in, as taught

  Their order: last the sire, and his three sons

  With their four wives; and God made fast the door.

  Meanwhile the738 south wind rose, and with black wings

  Wide hovering, all the clouds together drove

  From under Heav’n; the hills to their supply740

  Vapor, and exhalation dusk741 and moist,

  Sent up am
ain; and now the thickened sky

  Like a dark ceiling stood; down rushed the rain

  Impetuous, and continued till the earth

  No more was seen; the floating vessel swum

  Uplifted, and secure with beakèd prow

  Rode tilting o’er the waves, all dwellings else

  Flood overwhelmed, and them with all their pomp

  Deep under water rolled; sea covered sea,

  Sea without shore; and in their palaces

  Where luxury late reigned, sea-monsters whelped

  And stabled; of mankind, so numerous late,

  All left, in one small bottom753 swum embarked.

  How didst thou grieve then, Adam, to behold

  The end of all thy offspring, end so sad,755

  Depopulation755; thee another flood,

  Of tears and sorrow a flood thee also drowned,

  And sunk thee as thy sons; till gently reared

  By th’ angel, on thy feet thou stood’st at last,

  Though comfortless, as when a father mourns

  His children, all in view destroyed at once;

  And scarce to th’ angel utter’dst thus thy plaint.

  “O visions ill foreseen! Better had I

  Lived ignorant of future, so had borne

  My part of evil only, each day’s lot

  Enough to bear; those now, that were dispensed766

  The burd’n of many ages, on me light

  At once, by my foreknowledge gaining birth

  Abortive, to torment me ere their being,

  With thought that they must be. Let no man seek

  Henceforth to be foretold what shall befall

  Him or his childern, evil he may be sure,

  Which neither his foreknowing can prevent,

  And he the future evil shall no less

  In apprehension than in substance feel

  Grievous to bear: but that care now is past,

  Man is not whom777 to warn: those few escaped

  Famine and anguish will at last consume

  Wand’ring that wat’ry desert: I had hope

  When violence was ceased, and war on Earth,

  All would have then gone well, peace would have crowned

  With length of happy days the race of man;

  But I was far deceived; for now I see

  Peace to corrupt no less than war to waste.

  How comes it thus? Unfold, celestial guide,

  And whether here the race of man will end.”

  To whom thus Michael. “Those whom last thou saw’st

  In triumph and luxurious wealth, are they

  First seen in acts of prowess eminent

  And great exploits, but of true virtue void;

  Who having spilt much blood, and done much waste

  Subduing nations, and achieved thereby

  Fame in the world, high titles, and rich prey,

  Shall change their course to pleasure, ease, and sloth,

 

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