John Milton

John Milton

Summary

Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost — Book 12 (1890)

Thy ransom paid, which Man from death redeems;
His death for Man, as many as offered life
Neglect not, and the benefit embrace,
By faith not void of works. This godlike act
Annuls thy doom, the death thou shouldest have died,
In sin forever lost from life; this act
Shall bruise the head of Satan, crush his strength,⁠430
Defeating Sin and Death, his two main arms,
And fix far deeper in his head their stings
Than temporal death shall bruise the victor's heel,
Or theirs whom he redeems,—a death like sleep,
A gentle wafting to immortal life.
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Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost — Book 12 (1890)

Satan with his perverted world; then raise
From the conflagrant mass, purged and refined,
New heavens, new earth, ages of endless date,
Founded in righteousness, and peace, and love,⁠550
To bring forth fruits, joy and eternal bliss."
He ended; and thus Adam last replied:
"How soon hath thy prediction, Seer blest,
Measured this transient World, the race of Time,
Till Time stand fixed! beyond is all abyss,
Eternity, whose end no eye can reach.
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Portrait of John Milton John Milton Paradise Lost — Book 12 (1890)

They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld
Of Paradise, so late their happy seat,
Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate
With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms.
Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon;
The world was all before them, where to choose
Their place of rest, and Province their guide.
They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow,
Through Eden took their solitary way.
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