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Night,

Is woman's happiest knowledge, and her Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of praise.

light, With thee conversing I forget all time; Angels ; for ye behold him, and with All seasons and their change, all please songs alike.

And choral symphonies, day without Sweet in the breath of Morn, her rising | night, sweet,

Circle his throne rejoicing; ye, in Heaven: With charms of earliest birds : pleasant On Earth join all ye creatures to extol the Sun,

Him first, him last, him midst, and with When first on this delightful land he out end.

Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, If better thou belong not to the dawn, and flower,

Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile smiling morn Earth

With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy After soft showers; and sweet the com sphere, ing on

While day arises, that sweet hour of Of grateful Evening mild; then silent prime.

Thou Sun, of this great world both eye With this her solemn bird, and this fair and soul, Moon,

Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his And these the gems of Heaven, her starry praise train :

In thy eternal course, both when thou But neither breath of Morn, when she climb'st, ascends

And when high noon hast gain'd, and With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising when thou fall'st. Sun

Moon, that now meet'st the orient Sun, On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, now fly'st, flower,

With the fix'd stars, fix'd in their orb Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after that flies; showers;

And ye five other wandering fires, that Nor grateful Evening mild ; nor silent Night,

In mystic dance not without song, reWith this her solemn bird ; nor walk by sound moon,

His praise, who out of darkness call'd up Or glittering star-light, without thee, is light. sweet.

Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth
Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion

run
ADAM AND EVE'S MORNING | Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix
HYMN.

| And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless THESE are thy glorious works, Parent of change

Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Almighty! Thine this universal frame, Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise Thus wo idrous fair : Thyself how won. From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or drons then!

gray, Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Till the Sun paint your fleecy skirts with heavens

gold,

[rise ; To us invisible, or dimly seen

In honour to the world's great Author In these thy lowest works ; yet these Whether to deck with clouds the un. declare

colour'd sky, Thy goodness beyond thought, and power Or wet the thirsty Earth with falling

showers,

move

good,

divine.

praise.

Rising or falling still advance his praise. Through the wide Ethiopian to the Cape, His praise, ye winds, that from four quar. Ply stemming nightly toward the pole: ters blow,

so seem', Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, Far off the flying fiend. At last appear ye pines,

Hell bounds, high reaching to the horrid With every plant, in sign of worship roof, wave.

And thrice threefold the gates; three Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow, folds were brass, . Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his Three iron, three of adamantine rock praise.

Impenetrable, impaled with circling fire, Join voices, all ye living souls : ye birds, Yet unconsumed. Before the gates there That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, sat Bear on your wings and in your notes his On either side a formidable shape : praise.

The one seem'd woman to the waist and Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk fair; The earth, and stately tread, or lowly But ended foul in many a scaly fold creep;

| Voluminous and vast ; a serpent arm'd Witness if I be silent, morn or even, With mortal sting: About her middle To hill, or valley, fountain, or fresh round shade,

A cry of Hell-hounds, never ceasing, Made vocal by my song, and taught his bark'd

With wide Cerberian mouths full loud, Hail, universal Lord, be bounteous still and rung To give us only good; and if the night A hideous peal; yet, when they list, Have gather'd aught of evil or conceal’d, would creep, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark í If aught disturb'd their noise, into her

womb, And kennel there; yet there still bark'd

and howl'd, SATAN, IN HIS EXPEDITION TO Within unseen. Far less abhorr'd than

THE UPPER WORLD, MEETS these
SIN AND DEATH.

Vex'd Scylla, bathing in the sea that MEANWHILE, the adversary of God and Calabria from the hoarse Trinacrian

shore; Satan, with thoughts inflamed of highest Nor nglier follow the night-hag, when,

calla Puts on swift wings, and towards the In secret, riding through the air she gates of Hell

comes, Explores his solitary flight: sometimes Lured with the smell of infant blood, to He scours the right hand coast, some. dance times the left;

With Lapland witches, while the labourNow shaves with level wing the deep, Ling Moon then soars

Eclipses at their charms. The other Up to the fiery concave towering high. shape, As, when far off at sea, a fleet descried If shape it might be call'd that shape had Hangs in the clouds, by equinoctial none winds

Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb; Close sailing from Bengala, or the isles Or substance might be callà that shadow Of Ternate and Tidore, whence merchants seem'd,

For each seem'd either: black it stood as Cheir spicy drugs; they, on the trading night, food,

Flerce as ten furies, terrible as Hell,

parts

man,

design,

bring

seat

And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'a Thy lingering, or with one stroke of this his head

dart The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Strange horror seize thee, and pangs unSatan was now at hand, and from his felt before."

So spake the grisly Terror, and in The monster moving onward came as shape, fast

So speaking and so threatening, grew With horrid strides; Hell trembled as he

tenfold strode.

More dreadful and deform. On the The undaunted fiend what this might be other side, admired,

Incensed with indignation, Satan stood Admired, not feared; God and his son Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd, except,

That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge Created thing naught valued he, nor In the arctic sky, and from his horrid shunn'd;

hair And with disdainful look thus first began : Shakes pestilence and war. Each at the “Whence and what art thou, execrable head shape,

Levell’d his deadly aim; their fatal hands That darest, though grim and terrible, No second stroke intend; and such a advance

frown Thy miscreated front athwart my way Each cast at the other, as when two black To yonder gates ? through them I mean clouds, to pass,

With Heaven's artillery fraught, come That be assured, without leave ask'd of rattling on thee:

Over the Caspian, then stand front to Retire, or taste thy folly, and learn by front, proof

Hovering a space, till winds the signal Hell-born, not to contend with spirits of I blow Heaven."

To join their dark encounter in mid air: To whom the goblin full of wrath re. So frown'd the mighty combatants, that plied:

Hell Art thou that traitor-angel, art thou he, Grew darker at their frown; so match'd Who first broke peace in Heaven, and they stood; faith, till then

For never but once more was either like Unbroken; and in proud rebellious arms | To meet so great a fpe: and now great Drew after him the third part of Heaven's deeds sons

Had been achieved, whereof all Hell had Conjured against the Highest; for which rung, both thou

Had not the snaky sorceress that sat And they, outcast from God, are here Fast by Hell-gate, and kept the fatal key, condemn'd

Risen, and with hideous outcry rush'a To waste eternal days in woe and pain between. And reckon'st thou thyself with spirits of Heaven,

From her side the fatal key, Hell-doom'd, and breathest defiance here Sad instrument of all our woe, she took; and scorn,

And, towards the gate rolling her bestial Where I reign king, and, to enrage thee train, more,

Forthwith the huge portcullis high up Thy king and lord ! Back to thy punish. drew, ment,

Which but herself, not all the Stygian False fugitive! and to thy speed add powers wings,

Could once have moved; then in the key. Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue hole turns

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