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Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost (1674) — Book I (1674)

Matchless, but with th' Almighty!—and that strife
Was not inglorious, though th' event was dire,
625As this place testifies, and this dire change,
Hateful to utter. But what power of mind,
Forseeing or presaging, from the depth
Of knowledge past or present, could have feared
How such united force of gods, how such
630As stood like these, could ever know repulse?
For who can yet believe, though after loss,
That all these puissant legions, whose exile
Hath emptied Heaven, shall fail to re-ascend,
Self-raised, and repossess their native seat?
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Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost (1674) — Book I (1674)

Both glorying to have scaped the Stygian flood
240As gods, and by their own recovered strength,
Not by the sufferance of supernal Power.
"Is this the region, this the soil, the clime,"
Said then the lost Archangel, "this the seat
That we must change for Heaven?—this mournful gloom
245For that celestial light? Be it so, since he
Who now is sovereign can dispose and bid
What shall be right: farthest from him is best
Whom reason hath equalled, force hath made supreme
Above his equals. Farewell, happy fields,
250Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors!
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Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost (1674) — Book I (1674)

In temples and at altars, when the priest
495Turns atheist, as did Eli's sons, who filled
With lust and violence the house of God?
In courts and palaces he also reigns,
And in luxurious cities, where the noise
Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers,
500And injury and outrage; and, when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
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