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Book 1.
Paradise lost.
Moors by his side under the Lee, while NightInvests the Sea, and wished Morn delayes:So stretcht out huge in length the Arch-fiend layChain'd on the burning Lake, nor ever thences210Had ris'n or heav'd his head, but that the willand high permission of all-ruling HeavenLeft him at large to his own dark designs,That with reiterated crimes he mightHeap on himself damnation, while he soughtEvil to others, and enrag'd might seeHoe all his malice serv'd but to bring forthInfinite goodness, grace and mercy shewnOn Man by him seduc't but on himselfTreble confusion, wrath and vengeance pour'd.220Forthwith upright he rears from off the PoolHis mighty Stature; on each hand the flamesDrivn backward slope their pointing spires, & rowldIn billows, leave i'th' midst a horrid Vale.The with expanded wings he stears his flightAloft, incumbent on the dusky AirThat felt unusual wight, till on dry LandHe lights, if it were Land that ever burn'dWith solid, as the Lake with liquid fire;And such appear'd in hue, as when the force230of subterranean wind transports a HillTorn from Pelorus, or the shatter'd sideof thundring Ætna, whose combustibleAnd fewel'd entrals thence conceiving Fire,Sublim'd with Mineral fury, aid the Winds,and leave a singed bottom all involv'dWith stench and smoak: Such resting found the soleOf unblest feet. Him followed his next Mate,

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