Read The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems Online
Authors: John Milton,Burton Raffel
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180 | | Enmity, and between thine and her seed. |
181 | | Her seed shall bruise |
182 | | |
183 | | When Jesus, Son of Mary, second Eve, |
184 | | Saw Satan fall, like lightning, down from Heav’n, |
185 | | Prince of the air. Then rising from his |
186 | | Spoiled |
187 | | In open show |
188 | | Captivity led captive through the air, |
189 | | The realm itself of Satan, long usurped, |
190 | | Whom he |
191 | | |
192 | | And to the woman thus His sentence turned: |
193 | | |
194 | | By thy conception. |
195 | | In sorrow forth, and to thy husband’s will |
196 | | Thine shall submit. He over thee shall rule. |
197 | | On Adam last thus judgment He pronounced: |
198 | | |
199 | | And eaten of the tree, concerning which |
200 | | I charged thee, saying, ‘Thou shalt not eat thereof, |
201 | | Cursed is the ground for thy sake. Thou in sorrow |
202 | | Shalt eat thereof all the days of thy life. |
203 | | Thorns also and thistles it shall bring thee forth |
204 | | Unbid, |
205 | | In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, |
206 | | Till thou return unto the ground, for thou |
207 | | Out of the ground wast taken: know thy birth, |
208 | | For dust thou art, and shalt to dust return. |
209 | | |
210 | | And th’ instant stroke of death denounced |
211 | | Removed far off. Then pitying how they stood |
212 | | Before Him, naked to the air, that now |
213 | | Must suffer change, disdained not to begin |
214 | | Thenceforth the form of servant to assume, |
215 | | As when He washed His servant’s feet. So now, |
216 | | As Father of His family, He clad |
217 | | Their nakedness with skins of beasts, or slain, |
218 | | |
219 | | And thought not much |
220 | | Nor He their outward only with the skins |
221 | | Of beasts, but inward nakedness, much more |
222 | | Opprobrious, |
223 | | Arraying, covered from His Father’s sight. |
224 | | |
225 | | Into His blissful bosom reassumed |
226 | | In glory, as of old. To Him appeased, |
227 | | All (though all-knowing) what had passed with man |
228 | | Recounted, mixing intercession sweet. |
229 | | |
230 | | Within the gates of Hell sat Sin and Death, |
231 | | In counterview |
232 | | Stood open wide, belching outrageous |
233 | | Far into Chaos, since the fiend passed through, |
234 | | Sin opening, |
235 | | |
236 | | Idly, while Satan, our great author, thrives |
237 | | In other worlds, and happier seat |
238 | | For us, his offspring dear? It cannot be |
239 | | But that success attends him. If mishap, |
240 | | Ere this he had returned, with fury driv’n |
241 | | By his avengers, since no place like this |
242 | | Can fit his punishment, or their revenge. |
243 | | Methinks I feel new strength within me rise, |
244 | | |
245 | | Beyond this deep. Whatever draws me on, |
246 | | |
247 | | Powerful |
248 | | With secret amity, things of like kind, |
249 | | By secretest conveyance. Thou, my shade |
250 | | Inseparable, must with me along, |
251 | | For Death from Sin no power can separate. |
252 | | But lest the difficulty of passing back |
253 | | Stay his return, perhaps, over this gulf |
254 | | Impassable, impervious, |
255 | | Advent’rous |
256 | | Not unagreeable, to found |
257 | | Over this main |
258 | | Where Satan now prevails, a monument |
259 | | Of merit high to all th’ infernal host, |
260 | | Easing their passage hence, for intercourse |
261 | | Or transmigration, as their lot shall lead. |
262 | | Nor can I miss |
263 | | By this new-felt attraction and instinct. |
264 | | Whom thus the meager shadow answered soon: |
265 | | |
266 | | Leads thee. I shall not lag behind, nor err |
267 | | The way, thou leading—such a scent I draw |
268 | | Of carnage, prey innumerable, and taste |
269 | | The savor of death from all things there that live. |