Thir Phalanx, and began to hemm him round
While thus he spake, th Angelic Squadron bright
Prove chaff. On th other side Satan allarmd [ 985 ]
Proud limitarie Cherube, but ere then
The End of the Fourth Book.
Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends
Farr heavier load thy self expect to feel
Battels and Realms: in these he put two we九-九-藏-书-网 ights
Then Heavn permits, nor mine, though doubld now
If thou resist. The Fiend lookt up and knew
Turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes
Then when I am thy captive talk of chaines, [ 970 ]
Satan, I know thy strength, and thou knowst mine,
Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night. [ 1015 ]
From my prevailing arme, though Heavens Khttp://www.99lib.neting
Like Teneriff or Atlas unremovd:
Th Eternal to prevent such horrid fray
In counterpoise, now ponders all events,
What seemd both Spear and Shield: now dreadful deeds [ 990 ]
And read thy Lot in yon celestial Sign
Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy Compeers,
Her bearded Grove of ears, which way the wind
Might have ensud, nor onely Paradise
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Of Heavn perhaps, or all the Elements
Which Gabriel spying, thus bespake the Fiend. [ 1005 ]
Usd to the yoak, drawst his triumphant wheels [ 975 ]
Least on the threshing floore his hopeful sheaves
The pendulous round Earth with balanct Aire [ 1000 ]
To trample thee as mire: for proof look up, [ 1010 ]
Sat horror Plumd; nor wan９９ｌiｂ•nｅｔted in his graspe
Swayes them; the careful Plowman doubting stands
Neither our own but givn; what follie then
The sequel each of parting and of fight;
Where thou art weighd, and shown how light, how weak,
In progress through the rode of Heavn Star-pavd.
His mounted scale aloft: nor more; but fled
Betwixt Astrea and the Scorpion signe,
Wherein all things created first he weig九*九*藏*书*网 hd,
His stature reacht the Skie, and on his Crest
With ported Spears, as thick as when a field [ 980 ]
To boast what Arms can doe, since thine no more
The latter quick up flew, and kickt the beam;
With violence of this conflict, had not soon [ 995 ]
At least had gon to rack, disturbd and torne
In this commotion, but the Starrie Cope
Hung forth in Heavn his golden Scales, yet seen