Read The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems Online
Authors: John Milton,Burton Raffel
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Or work redemption for mankind, whose sins’
Full weight must be transferred upon my head.
Yet neither thus disheart’ned or dismayed,
The time prefixed
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I waited, when behold
The Baptist (of whose birth I oft had heard,
Not knew by sight) now come, who was to come
Before Messiah, and his way prepare.
I, as all others, to his baptism came,
Which I believed was from above, but he
Straight knew me, and with loudest voice proclaimed
Me him (for it was shewn him so from Heav’n)—
Me him whose harbinger
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he was, and first
Refused on me his baptism to confer,
As much his greater, and was hardly
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won.
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But as I rose out of the laving
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stream
Heav’n op’ned her eternal doors, from whence
The Spirit descended on me like a dove,
And last—the sum
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of all—my Father’s voice,
Audibly heard from Heav’n, pronounced me His,
Me His belovèd Son, in whom alone
He was well pleased. By which I knew the time
Now full,
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that I no more should live obscure,
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But openly begin, as best becomes
Th’ authority which I derived from Heav’n.
“And now by some strong motion I am led
Into this wilderness, to what intent
I learn not yet. Perhaps I need not know,
For what concerns my knowledge God reveals.”
So spoke our morning star, then in his rise,
And looking round on every side beheld
A pathless desert, dusk
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with horrid shades.
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The way he came, not having marked return,
Was difficult, by human steps untrod,
And he still on was led, but with such thoughts
Accompanied of things past and to come
Lodged in his breast as well might recommend
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Such solitude before choicest
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society.
Full forty days he passed—whether on hill
Sometimes, anon
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in shady vale, each night
Under the covert
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of some ancient oak
Or cedar to defend
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him from the dew,
Or harbored
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in one cave, is not revealed.
Nor
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tasted human food, nor hunger felt,
Till those days ended. Hungered then at last
Among wild beasts. They at his sight grew mild,
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Nor sleeping him nor waking harmed. His walk
The fiery serpent fled and noxious
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worm,
The lion and fierce tiger glared
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aloof.
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But now an agèd man in rural weeds,
Following, as seemed, the quest of some stray ewe,
Or withered sticks to gather, which might serve
Against a winter’s day when winds blow keen
To warm him, wet returned from field at eve,
He
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saw approach, who first with curious eye
Perused him, then with words thus uttered spoke:
“Sir, what ill chance hath brought thee to this place,
So far from path or road of men, who pass
In troop or caravan? For single
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none
Durst ever, who returned, and dropped not here
His carcass, pined
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with hunger and with drought?
I ask the rather, and the more admire,
For that
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to me thou seem’st the man whom late
Our new baptizing prophet at the ford
Of Jordan honored so, and called thee Son
Of God. I saw and heard, for we sometimes
Who dwell this wild,
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constrained
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by want, come forth
To town or village nigh (nighest is far),
Where aught we hear, and curious are to hear,
What happens new. Fame
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also finds us out.”
To whom the Son of God:
“Who brought me hither
Will bring me hence. No other guide I seek.”
“By miracle he may,” replied the swain.
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“What other way I see not, for we here
Live on tough roots and stubs,
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to thirst inured
More than the camel, and to drink go far—
Men to much misery and hardship born.
But if thou be the Son of God, command
That out of these hard stones be made thee bread,
So shalt thou save thyself, and us relieve
With food, whereof we wretched seldom taste.”
He ended, and the Son of God replied:
“Think’st thou such force in bread? Is it not written
(For I discern thee other than thou seem’st),
Man lives not by bread only, but each word
Proceeding from the mouth of God, who fed
Our fathers here with manna? In the mount
Moses was forty days, nor ate nor drank,
And forty days Elijah without food
Wandered this barren waste. The same I now.
Why dost thou, then, suggest to me distrust,
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Knowing who I am, as I know who thou art?”
Whom thus answered th’ arch-fiend, now undisguised:
“’Tis true, I am that Spirit unfortunate
Who, leagued with millions more in rash revolt,
Kept not my happy station, but was driv’n
With them from bliss to the bottomless deep.
Yet to that hideous place not so confined
By rigor
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unconniving
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but that oft,
Leaving my dolorous
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prison, I enjoy
Large liberty to round
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this globe of earth,
Or range
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in the air, nor from the Heav’n of Heav’ns
Hath He excluded my resort
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sometimes.
I came among the Sons of God when He
Gave up into my hands Uzzean
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Job,
To prove
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him, and illustrate
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his high worth.
And when to all His Angels He proposed
To draw the proud King Ahab
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into fraud,
That he might fall in Ramoth,
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they demurring,
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I undertook that office, and the tongues
Of all his
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flattering prophets glibbed
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with lies
To his destruction, as I had in charge.
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For what He bids I do. Though I have lost
Much luster of my native brightness, lost
To be beloved of God, I have not lost
To love, at least contemplate
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and admire,
What I see excellent in good, or fair,
Or virtuous.
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I should so have lost all sense.
“What can be then less in me than desire
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To see thee and approach thee, whom I know
Declared the Son of God, to hear attent
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Thy wisdom, and behold thy godlike deeds?
Men generally think me much a foe
To all mankind. Why should I? They to me
Never did wrong or violence. By them
I lost not what I lost. Rather by them
I gained what I have gained, and with them dwell
Copartner in these regions of the world,
If not disposer
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—lend them oft my aid,
Oft my advice by presages
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and signs,
And answers, oracles, portents, and dreams,
Whereby they may direct their future life.
“Envy, they say, excites me, thus to gain
Companions of my misery and woe!
At first it may be but, long since with woe
Nearer acquainted, now I feel by proof
That fellowship in pain divides
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not smart,
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Nor lightens aught each man’s peculiar
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load.
Small consolation, then, were man adjoined.
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This wounds me most (what can it less?) that man,
Man fall’n, shall be restored, I never more.”
To whom our Savior sternly thus replied:
“Deservedly thou griev’st, composed
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of lies
From the beginning, and in lies wilt end,
Who boast’st release from Hell, and leave to come
Into the Heav’n of Heav’ns! Thou com’st indeed,
As a poor miserable
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captive thrall
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Comes to the place where he before had sat
Among the prime in splendor, now deposed,
Ejected, emptied, gazed,
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unpitied, shunned,
A spectacle of ruin, or of scorn,
To all the host of Heav’n. The happy place
Imparts to thee no happiness, no joy,
Rather inflames thy torment, representing
Lost bliss, to thee no more communicable—
So never more in Hell than when in Heav’n.
“But thou art serviceable to Heav’n’s King!
Wilt thou impute t’ obedience what thy fear
Extorts, or pleasure to do ill excites?
What but thy malice moved thee to misdeem
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Of righteous Job, then cruelly to afflict him