Boole V. PARADISE LOST. 139 To whom the Angel. Son of heav'n and earth, Attend ! That thou art happy, owe to God: 520 That thou continu'fl fuch, owe to thy felf, Tnat is, to thy obedience; therein Rand. T is was that caution giv'n thee ; be advis'd. God made thee perfe61, not immutable ; And vod ;lc made thee ; but to perfevere 525 HP ktf it in thy pow'r, ordain'd thy will L, nature free, not over-rul'd by fate Inextricable, or arid neceffity. Our voluntary fervice he requires, Not our neceffitated ; Inch with him 530 nods no acceptance, nor can find ; for how Can hearts, not free, be try'd whether they ferve Willing or no, who will but what they mull Br dettiny, and can no other chufe ? My fell and all th' Angelic Ho(t, that {land 535 In tight of God inthron'd, our happy ttate Hold, as you yours, while our obedience holds ; On other furety none : freely we ferve, Becaule we freely love ; as in our will To love, or not, in this we nand or fall. 540 And fome are fall'n, to difobedience fall'n, And to from heaven to deepeft hell ; 0 fall From what high thee of bids, into what woe ! To whom our great progenitor. Thy words Attentive, and with more delighted ear, Divine inftruaor ! I have heard, than when Cherubic longs by night from neighb'ring hills Aereal mufic fend. Nor knew 1 not To be both will and deed created free ; Yet that we never (hall forget to love Our Maker, and obey Him whofe command Single, is yet In juft, my conflant thoughts 545 550 Airued
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