• John Milton

    Paradise Regained

    THE FIRST BOOK

    I, WHO erewhile the happy Garden sung

    By one man's disobedience lost, now sing

    Recovered Paradise to all mankind,

    By one man's firm obedience fully tried

    Through all temptation, and the Tempter foiled

    In all his wiles, defeated and repulsed,

    And Eden raised in the waste Wilderness.

    Thou Spirit, who led'st this glorious Eremite

    Into the desert, his victorious field

    Against the spiritual foe, and brought'st him thence

    By proof the undoubted Son of God, inspire,

    As thou art wont, my prompted song, else mute,

    And bear through highth or depth of Nature's bounds,

    With prosperous wing full summed, to tell of deeds

    Above heroic, though in secret done,

    And unrecorded left through many an age:

    Worthy to have not remained so long unsung.

    Now had the great Proclaimer, with a voice

    More awful than the sound of trumpet, cried

    Repentance, and Heaven's kingdom nigh at hand

    To all baptized. To his great baptism flocked

    With awe the regions round, and with them came

    From Nazareth the son of Joseph deemed

    To the flood Jordan-came as then obscure,

    Unmarked, unknown. But him the Baptist soon

    Descried, divinely warned, and witness bore

    As to his worthier, and would have resigned

    To him his heavenly office. Nor was long

    His witness unconfirmed: on him baptized

    Heaven opened, and in likeness of a Dove

    The Spirit descended, while the Father's voice

    From Heaven pronounced him his beloved Son.

    That heard the Adversary, who, roving still

    About the world, at that assembly famed

    Would not be last, and, with the voice divine

    Nigh thunder-struck, the exalted man to whom

    Such high attest was given a while surveyed

    With wonder; then, with envy fraught and rage,

    Flies to his place, nor rests, but in mid air

    To council summons all his mighty Peers,

    Within thick clouds and dark tenfold involved,

    A gloomy consistory; and them amidst,

    With looks aghast and sad, he thus bespake:-

    "O ancient Powers of Air and this wide World

    (For much more willingly I mention Air,

    This our old conquest, than remember Hell,

    Our hated habitation), well ye know

    How many ages, as the years of men,

    This Universe we have possessed, and ruled

    In manner at our will the affairs of Earth,

    Since Adam and his facile consort Eve

    Lost Paradise, deceived by me, though since

    With dread attending when that fatal wound

    Shall be inflicted by the seed of Eve

    Upon my head. Long the decrees of Heaven

    Delay, for longest time to Him is short;

    And now, too soon for us, the circling hours

    This dreaded time have compassed, wherein we

    Must bide the stroke of that long-threatened wound

    (At least, if so we can, and by the head

    Broken be not intended all our power

    To be infringed, our freedom and our being

    In this fair empire won of Earth and Air)-

    For this ill news I bring: The Woman's Seed,

    Destined to this, is late of woman born.

    His birth to our just fear gave no small cause;

    But his growth now to youth's full flower, displaying

    All virtue, grace and wisdom to achieve

    Things highest, greatest, multiplies my fear.

    Before him a great Prophet, to proclaim

    His coming, is sent harbinger, who all

    Invites, and in the consecrated stream

    Pretends to wash off sin, and fit them so

    Purified to receive him pure, or rather

    To do him honour as their King. All come,

    And he himself among them was baptized-

    Not thence to be more pure, but to receive

    The testimony of Heaven, that who he is

    Thenceforth the nations may not doubt. I saw

    The Prophet do him reverence; on him, rising

    Out of the water, Heaven above the clouds

    Unfold her crystal doors; thence on his head

    A perfet Dove descend (whate'er it meant);

    And out of Heaven the sovraign voice I heard,

    'This is my Son beloved,-in him am pleased.'

    His mother, than, is mortal, but his Sire

    He who obtains the monarchy of Heaven;

    And what will He not do to advance his Son?

    His first-begot we know, and sore have felt,

    When his fierce thunder drove us to the Deep;

    Who this is we must learn, for Man he seems

    In all his lineaments, though in his face

    The glimpses of his Father's glory shine.

    Ye see our danger on the utmost edge

    Of hazard, which admits no long debate,

    But must with something sudden be opposed

    (Not force, but well-couched fraud, well-woven snares),

    Ere in the head of nations he appear,

    Their king, their leader, and supreme on Earth.

    I, when no other durst, sole undertook 

    The dismal expedition to find out

    And ruin Adam, and the exploit performed

    Successfully: a calmer voyage now

    Will waft me; and the way found prosperous once

    Induces best to hope of like success."

    He ended, and his words impression left

    Of much amazement to the infernal crew,

    Distracted and surprised with deep dismay

    At these sad tidings. But no time was then

    For long indulgence to their fears or grief:

    Unanimous they all commit the care

    And management of this man enterprise

    To him, their great Dictator, whose attempt

    At first against mankind so well had thrived

    In Adam's overthrow, and led their march

    From Hell's deep-vaulted den to dwell in light,

    Regents, and potentates, and kings, yea gods,

    Of many a pleasant realm and province wide.

    So to the coast of Jordan he directs

    His easy steps, girded with snaky wiles,

    Where he might likeliest find this new-declared,

    This man of men, attested Son of God,

    Temptation and all guile on him to try-

    So to subvert whom he suspected raised

    To end his reign on Earth so long enjoyed:

    But, contrary, unweeting he fulfilled

    The purposed counsel, pre-ordained and fixed,

    Of the Most High, who, in full frequence bright

    Of Angels, thus to Gabriel smiling spake:-

    "Gabriel, this day, by proof, thou shalt behold,

    Thou and all Angels conversant on Earth

    With Man or men's affairs, how I begin

    To verify that solemn message late,

    On which I sent thee to the Virgin pure

    In Galilee, that she should bear a son,

    Great in renown, and called the Son of God.

    Then told'st her, doubting how these things could be

    To her a virgin, that on her should come

    The Holy Ghost, and the power of the Highest

    O'ershadow her. This Man, born and now upgrown,

    To shew him worthy of his birth divine

    And high prediction, henceforth I expose

    To Satan; let him tempt, and now assay

    His utmost subtlety, because he boasts

    And vaunts of his great cunning to the throng

    Of his Apostasy. He might have learnt

    Less overweening, since he failed in Job,

    Whose constant perseverance overcame

    Whate'er his cruel malice could invent.

    He now shall know I can produce a man, 

    Of female seed, far abler to resist

    All his solicitations, and at length

    All his vast force, and drive him back to Hell-

    Winning by conquest what the first man lost

    By fallacy surprised. But first I mean

    To exercise him in the Wilderness;

    There he shall first lay down the rudiments

    Of his great warfare, ere I send him forth

    To conquer Sin and Death, the two grand foes.

    By humiliation and strong sufferance

    His weakness shall o'ercome Satanic strength,

    And all the world, and mass of sinful flesh;