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 Lucifer when he is cast down and becomes Satan



Paradise
Lost
by John Milton
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the whole work to read)

Of Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit
     Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
     Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
     With loss of EDEN, till one greater Man
     Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat,
     Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top
     Of OREB, or of SINAI, didst inspire
     That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,
     In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth
     Rose out of CHAOS: Or if SION Hill
     Delight thee more, and SILOA'S Brook that flow'd
     Fast by the Oracle of God; I thence
     Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,
     That with no middle flight intends to soar
     Above th' AONIAN Mount, while it pursues
     Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.
     And chiefly Thou O Spirit, that dost prefer
     Before all Temples th' upright heart and pure,
     Instruct me, for Thou know'st; Thou from the first
     Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread
     Dove-like satst brooding on the vast Abyss
     And mad'st it pregnant: What in me is dark
     Illumine, what is low raise and support;
     That to the highth of this great Argument
     I may assert th' Eternal Providence,
     And justifie the wayes of God to men.
     Say first, for Heav'n hides nothing from thy view
     Nor the deep Tract of Hell, say first what cause
     Mov'd our Grand Parents in that happy State,
     Favour'd of Heav'n so highly, to fall off
     From their Creator, and transgress his Will
     For one restraint, Lords of the World besides?
     Who first seduc'd them to that fowl revolt?
     Th' infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile
     Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv'd
     The Mother of Mankinde, what time his Pride
     Had cast him out from Heav'n, with all his Host
     Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring
     To set himself in Glory above his Peers,
     He trusted to have equal'd the most High,
     If he oppos'd; and with ambitious aim
     Against the Throne and Monarchy of God
     Rais'd impious War in Heav'n and Battel proud
     With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power
     Hurld headlong flaming from th' Ethereal Skie
     With hideous ruine and combustion down
     To bottomless perdition, there to dwell
     In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,









 

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