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Arm'd with hell flames and fury, all at once
Courage. O'er heav'n's high tow'rs to force resistless way, Turning our tortures into horrid arms Against our torturer. When to meet the noise Of his terrific engine, he shall bear Infernal thunder, and for lightning see Black fire, and horror, shot with equal rage Amongst his angels; and his throne itself Mix'd with Tartarean sulphur and strange fire, His own invented torments.-But perhaps
Recollection. The way seems difficult, and steep to scale With upright wing against a higher foe. Let such bethink them, if the sleepy drench Of that forgetful lake benumb not still, That, in our proper motion, we ascend Up to our native seat. Descent and fall To us is adverse. Who but felt of late When our fierce foe hung on our broken rere, Insulting, and pursu'd us through the deep; With what compulsion, and laborious flight We sunk thus low ?-Th' ascent is easy then.- Arguing. Th' event is feard.—Should we again provoke Our stronger, some worse way his wrath may find To our destruction; if there be in hell Fear to be worse destroy’d.-What can be worse Complaining. Than to dwell here, driv'n out from bliss, condemn'd In this abhorred deep to utter woe, Where pain of unextinguishable fire Must exercise us without hope of end, The vassals of his anger, when the scourge Inexorable, and the torturing hour Calls us to penance ?–More destroy'd than thus We must be quite abolish'd, and expire.
What fear we then ?—What doubt we to incense Fierceness. His utmost ire? which, to the height enrag'd, Will either quite consume us, and reduce
Complaiving To nothing this essential; happier far
Than miserable to have eternal being. Courage. Or if our substance be indeed divine,
And cannot cease to be, we are, at worst,
Our pow'r sufficient to disturb his heav'n,
The speech of the fallen angel Belial, in answer to Moloch. Deliberation I should be much for open war,
Main reason to persuade immediate war,
Ominous conjecture on the whole success ;
Of all his aim, after some dire revenge.
Impregnable. Oft on the bord’ring deep
1 The voice, instead of falling towards the end of this line, as usual, is to rise; and in speaking the word revenge, the fierceness of the whole speech ought, as it were, to be expressed in one word.
Heav'n's purest light; yet our great enemy
Is this then worst, Despair. Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms ?
Horror. Her stores were open'd; and this firmament
Of hell should spout her cataracts of fire,
One day upon our heads, while we, perhaps,
Under yon boiling ocean wrapt in chains,
Unrespited, unpitied, unrepriev'd,
Ages of hopeless end?— This would be worse.Dissuasion. War, therefore, open or conceald alike
My voice dissuades.
Shall we then live thus vile! The race of heav'n strance with Thus trampled, thus expelld, to suffer here contempt.
Chains and these torments!” Better these than worse, Arguing. By my advice. To suffer, as to do,
Our strength is equal; nor the law unjust
Contending, and so doubtful what might fall.
And venturous, if that fail them, shrink and fear
This is now
Our foe supreme, in time, may much remit
Familiar the fierce heat, and void of pain ;
of hell, with the answer.-Milton.
Contempt. Retire;' or taste thy folly, and learn by proof, Threatening Hell-born, not to contend with spirits of heav'n.”
To whom the goblin full of wrath replied, “ Art thou that traitor angel, art thou he
Anger. Who first broke peace in heav'n, and faith, till then Unbroken, and in proud rebellious arms Drew after him the third part of heav'n's sons, Conjur'd against the Highest, for which both thou And they outcast from God, are here condemn'd To waste eternal days in woe and pain? And reckon’st thou thyself with spirits of heav'n, Contempt. Hell-doom'd and breath’st defiance here, and scorn, Anger. Where I reign king, and to enrage
more, Thy king and lord? Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings,
Threatening Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue Thy ling’ring, or with one stroke of this dart Strange horror seize thee, and pangs unfelt before.”
I “ Retire" is to be spoken as a whole sentence, and with the greatest force of threatening.