Milton - PR3550 .D77 1777 M1

326 PARADISE LOST. BooxXI. No fooner he, with them of man and beaft Seleec for life, fhall in the Ark be lodg'd, And fhelter'd round ; but all the cataracts Of heav'n fet open, on the earth (hall pour 825 Rain, day and night; all fountains of the deep Broke up, fhall heave the ocean to ufurp Beyond all bounds ; till inundation rife Above the higheil hills. Then, fhall this mount Of Paradife, by might of waves, be mov'd 83o Out of his place, pufh'd by the horned flood ; With all his verdure fpoil'd, and trees adrift Down the great river to the opening gulf, And there take root ; an ifland falt and bare, The haunt of Seals, and Ores, and Sea-mews' clang ; To teach thee that God attributes to place 836 No fandity, if none be thither brought By men who there frequent, or therein dwell. And now what further shall enfue, behold. He look'd, and faw the Ark hull on the flood. 840 Which now abated : for the clouds were fled, Driv'n by a keen north-wind, that, blowing dry, Wrinkled the face of deluge, as decay'd ; And the clear fun on his wide wat'ry glafs Giz'd hot, and of the fre(h wave largely drew, 845 As after thirft ; which made their flowing fhrink Fiona Handing lake, to tripping ebb ; that Role With loft foot tow'rds the Deep ; who now had flop'd His sluices, as the heav'n his windows (hut. The Ark no more now floats, but feetns on ground, Fait on the top of fume high mountain fix'd. Si 3 And now the tops of hills, as rocks, appear : With clamor thence the rapid currents drive, Tow'rds the retreating fea, their furious tide. Forthwith from out the Ark a raven flies, 855 And

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