To daily fraud, contempt, abuse, and wrong; Within doors or without, still, as a fool,
In power of others, never in my own.
O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse, Without all hope of day!
O, first-created Beam, and thou, great Word, 'Let there be light,' and light was over all, Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark
And silent as the moon,
When she deserts the night,
Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul,
She all in every part; why was the light To such a tender ball as th' eye confined, So obvious and so easy to be quenched? And not as feeling through all parts diffused, That she might look at will through every pore? Then had I not been thus exiled from light, To live a life half dead, a living death, And buried: but, O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave; Buried, yet not exempt
By privilege of death and burial,
From worst of other evils, pains, and wrongs;
But made hereby obnoxious more
To all the miseries of life,
Life in captivity
Among inhuman foes.
Many are the sayings of the wise, In ancient and in modern books enrolled, Extolling patience as the truest fortitude; And to the bearing well of all calamities, All chances incident to man's frail life, Consolatories writ
With studied argument, and much persuasion sought Lenient of grief and anxious thought;
But with the afflicted in his pangs their sound
Little prevails, or rather seems a tune
Harsh, and of dissonant mood from his complaint; Unless he feel within
Some source of consolation from above,
Secret refreshings that repair his strength,
And fainting spirits uphold.
FROM "PARADISE LOST." BOOK III
Hail, holy light, offspring of heaven first born, Or of the eternal, co-eternal beam!
May I express thee unblamed? Since God is light, And never but in unapproached light
Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence uncreate! Or hearest thou, rather, pure etherial stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the Sun, Before the Heavens thou wert; and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, did invest
The rising world of waters, dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite. Thee I revisit now with bolder wing,
Escaped the Stygian pool, though long detained In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight Through utter and through middle darkness borne, With other notes than to the Orphean lyre, - sung of Chaos and eternal Night,
Taught by the heavenly muse to venture down The dark descent, and up to reascend, Though hard and rare: Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovereign, vital lamp; but thou Revisitst not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses haunt, Clear spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief, Thee, Zion, and the flowery brooks beneath, That wash thy hallowed feet, and warbling flow, Nightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other two, equalled with me in fate, So were I equalled with them in renown, Blind Thamyris and blind Moonides, And Tiresias and Phineas, prophets old; There feed on thoughts that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and, in shadiest covert hid, Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me return Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn,
Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the cheerful ways of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledge fair, Presented with a universal blank
Of Nature's works, to me expunged and rased, And wisdom, at one entrance, quite shut out. So much the rather thou, celestial Light,
Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate; there plant eyes; all mist from thence Purge and disperse; that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight.
O thou that with surpassing glory crowned, Lookst from thy sole dominion like the god Of this new world; at whose sight all the stars Hide their diminished heads; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name O Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere; Til! pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King; And wherefore? He deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none; nor was his service hard. What could be less than to afford him praise,
The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks, How due! yet all his good proved ill in me, And wrought but malice; lifted up so high, I 'sdained subjection, and thought one step higher Would set me highest, and in a moment quit The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burdensome, still paying, still to owe, Forgetful what from him I still received, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and discharged; what burden then? O had his powerful destiny ordained Me some inferior angel, I had stood
Then happy; no unbounded hope had raised Ambition. Yet why not? some other power As great might have aspired, and me though mean Drawn to his part: but other powers as great Fell not, but stood unshaken from within, Or from without, to all temptations armed. Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand? Thou hadst; whom hast thou then, or what t'accuse, But Heaven's free love dealt equally to all?
Be then his love accursed, since love or hate,
To me alike it deals eternal wo.
Nay, cursed be thou; since against his thy will Chose freely what it now so justly rues. Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven,
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