John Milton,
Paradise Lost — Book 6
(1890)
“ Aloft by Angels borne, his sign in Heaven; Under whose conduct Michael soon reduced His army, circumfused on either wing, Under their Head embodied all in one. Before him Power divine his way prepared;780 At his command the uprooted hills retired, Each to his place; they heard his voice and went Obsequious; Heaven his wonted face renewed, And with fresh flowerets hill and valley smiled. This saw his hapless foes, but stood obdured, And to rebellious fight rallied their Powers, Insensate, hope conceiving from despair; In heavenly Spirits could such perverseness dwell? ”
