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O'er-wearied, through the faint Satanic host
Defensive scarce, or with pale fear surpris'd,
Then first with fear surpris'd, and sense of pain;
Fled ignominious, to such evil brought
By sin of disobedience: till that hour
Not liable to fear, or flight, or pain.

Far otherwise the inviolable saints,
In cubic phalanx firm, advanc'd entire,
Invulnerable, impenetrably arm'd;
Such high advantages their innocence
Gave them above their foes; not to bave sinn'd,
Not to have disobey'd ; in fight they stood
Uowearied, unobnoxious to be pain'd
By wound, though from their place by violence mov'd.

Now night her course began, and over heaven
loducing darkness, grateful truce impos'd,
And silence on the odious din of war:
Under her cloudy covert both retir'd,
Victor and vanquish’d. On the soughten field
Michael and his angels prevalent
Encamping, plac'd in guard their watches round,
Cherubic waving fires : on the other part,
Satan with his rebellious disappcar'd,
Far in the dark dislodg'd; and, void of rest ,
His potentates council call'd by night ;
And in the midst thus undismay'd began :

« O now in danger tried, now known in arms
Not to be overpower'd, companions dear,
Found worthy not of liberty alone,
Too mean pretence! but what we more affect,
Honour, dominion, glory and renown;
Who have sustain'd one day in doubtful fight,

Chi stava ancor; più l'oste di Satano
Schermo non ha, e, da pallida paura
Compresa allor la prima volta e senso
Di duol fuggi scornata ; a tanto addotta
Da pravo inobbedir, benchè finora
Non vinta mai da tema suga o pena.

Con altra sorte i fidi stuoli avanzano
In cubica falange salda integra,
Inwulneranda e impenetranda in arme;
Di tanto l'innocenza lor li estolle
Sui lor nemici; ei non peccar, nè alteri
Disobbediro; e in pugna stero invitti
Non servi a piaga o a duol, sebben dal loco
Loro talor per violenza mossi.

Ma già la notte incombe e di tenebra Velando il ciel, gioconda tregua impone E silenzio all'odiato suon di guerra ; Sotto il suo nero ammanto entrambi accoglie E vinto e vincitore. Sul pugnato Campo Michele i suoi vincenti spirti Accampando , locò a sue guardie intorno Cherubi fiammeggianti. All'altro lato Si dileguồ Satan co' suoi rubelli Lontan sloggiando al buio ; e inquieto i suoi Grandi chiamò per assemblea notturna , Ove tra lor si intrepido comincia:

« Or ne' perigli corsi, or noto è in arme L'alto vostro valor, compagni amati, Ben degni inver di libertà non solo , Si chiesta a dritto, ma qual più bramiamo, D'onor, d'impero, d'alta gloria e fama; Voi sosteneste un giorno in dubbia pugna.

( And if one day, why not eternal days ? )
What heaven's Lord had powerfullest to send
Against us from above his throne, and judg'd
Sufficient subdue us to his will,
But proves not so: then fallible, it seems ,
Or future we may deem him, though till now
Omniscient thought. True is, less firmly armid,
Some disadvantage we endur'd and pain,
Till now not known, but, known, as soon contemn'd;
Since now we find this our empyreal form
Incapable of mortal injury,
Imperishable, and, though pierc'd with wound,
Soon closing, and by native vigour heal’d.
Of evil then so small as easy think
The remedy ; perhaps more valid arms,
Weapons more violent, when next we mcel,
May serve to better us, and worse our foes,
Or equal what between us made the odds,
In nature none: if other hidden cause
Lest them superior, while we can preserve
Umhurt our minds, and understanding sound,
Due scarch and consultation will disclose. »

He sat ; and in the assembly next upstood
Nisroch, of principalities the prime ;
As one he stood escap'd from cruel fight ,
Sore toil, bis riven arms to havoc hewn,
And cloudy in aspect thus answering spake:

« Deliverer from new lords, leader to free
Enjoyment of our right as gods; yet hard
For gods, and too unequal work we find ,
Against unequal arms to fight in pain ,
Against unpain'd, impassive; from which evil

(E se un giorno, perchè non giorni eterni ? )
Quanto il Signor del ciel di maggior possa
Contro ne spinse dal suo trono, e tanto
Stimollo a soggiogarne ai suoi voleri ,
Ma tal non fu; fallibil dunque, ei sembra,
È in preveder chi noi finor pensammo
Tulto saper. Men fermi , è vero, in arme
Durammo alcun svantaggio e duolo ignoto
Finor, ma che spreggiar sapeinmo ancora ;
Chè omai proviam la nostra empirea forma
Non serva a letal danno, ed immortale,
E benchè scissa da ferite, tosto
Si salda e per natio vigor risana.
Di mal si poco ancor cercare è lieve
Il rimedio: più forse valide armi,
Più violenti dardi in nuova pugna
Meglio diranno a noi, peggio al nemico ,
O fato egual; chè egual ci die' natura
La forza : chè s' altra cagione occulta
Li fe' maggiori , or che serbiamo illese
Le nostre menti e l'intelletto intégro
Studio atto a noi la scoprirà e consiglio. »

Ei sedè; e presso a lui in senato alzossi
Nisroco, fra que prenci a niun secondo ;
Ei ste', qual chi campato a cruda lotta ,
Dolorando, con armi peste e infrante ,
E nubiloso in volto si rispose :

" Liberator da nuovi donni, e duce
A francar la ragion di numi; è dura
Per nuini ancor, troppo è ineguale impresa,
Pugnar contro armi disuguali in duolo ,
Contro chi duol non può patir; ruina

Ruin must needs ensue; for what avails
Valour or strength, though matchless , quell’d with pain
Which all subdues, and makes remiss the hands
Of mightiest ! Sense of pleasure we may well
Spare out of life perhaps, and not repine,
But live content, which is the calmest life;
But pain is perfect misery, the worst
of evils, excessive, overturns
All patience. He, who therefore can invent
With what more forcible we may offend
Our yet unwounded enemies, or arm
Ourselves with like defence; to me deserves
No less than for deliverance what we owe.

Whereto with look compos'd Salan replied ;
« Not uninvented that, which thou aright
Believ'st so main to our success, I bring.
Which of us who heholds the bright surface
Of this ethereous mould whereon we stand,
This continent of spacious heaven, adorn'd
With plan, fruit , flower ambrosial, gems, and gold :
Whose eye so superficially surveys
These things, as not to mind from whence they grow
Deep under ground, materials dark and crude,
of spiritous and fiery spume, till, touch'd
With heaven's ray, and temper'd, they shoot forth
So beauteous, opening to the ambient light?
These in their dark nativity the deep
Shall yield us, pregnant with infernal flame ;
Which, into hollow engines , long and round,
Thick ramm'd, at the other bore with touch of fire
Dilated and infuriate, shall send forth
From far, with thundering noise, among our foes

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