Milton - PR3550 .D77 1777 M1

30S PARADISE LOST.: Boox.X.:- .Againft the Syrian King ; who to furprize One man, affaflin like, had levy'd war ; War unproclaim'd. The Princely Hierarch 220 In their bright (land there left his Pow'rs, to feife Poffeffion of the garden : he alone, To find where Adam fhelter'd, took his way ; Not unperceiv'd of Adam, who to Eve, While the great vifitant approach'd, thus fpake 225 Eve, now expert great tidings, which perhaps Of us will loon determine : or impofe New laws to be obferv'd : for I defcry, From yonder blazing cloud that veils the hill, One of the heav'nly heft; and by his gait 230 None of the meaneft fome great Potentate, Or of the Thrones above ; fuch majefty Inverts him coming I yet not terrible, That I fhould fear ; nor fociably mild, As Raphael, that I fhould much confide ; 235 But folemn and fublime whom not t' offend, With reverence I muff meet, and thou retire. He ended ; and th' ArchAngel loon drew nigh ; Not in his fhape cceleflial, but as man Clad to meet man : over his lucid arms 240 A military veft of purple flow'd ; Livelier than Melibcan, or the grain Of Sarra, worn by Kings and Heroes old In time of truce ; Iris had dipp'd the wooff: His flarry helm unbuckl'd, fliew'd him prime 245 In manhood, where youth ended : by his fide (As in a glifrring Zodiac) hung the fword, Satan's dire dread ; and in his hand the fpear. Adam bow'd low : he, Kingly, from his Rate Inclin'd not, but his coming thus declar'd. 25o Adam !

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