Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.

Oer many a Frozen, many a fierie Alpe, [ 620 ]

At certain revolutions all the damnd

Thither by harpy-footed Furies haild,

A gulf profound as that Serbonian Bog

Thir soft Ethereal warmth, and there to pine

In confusd march forlorn, th adventrous Bands [ 615 ]

Of fierce extreams, extreams by change more fierce,

Burns frore, and cold performs th effect of Fire. [ 595 ]

But fate withstands, and to oppose th attempt [ 610 ]

Created evil, for evil only good,

Thaws not, but gathers heap, and ruin seems [ 590 ]

Immovable, infixt, and frozen round,

Lethe the River of Oblivion roules

Viewd first thir lamentable lot, and found

On bold adventure to discover wide

No rest: through many a dark and drearie Vaile

And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach

The Ford, and of it self the water flies

All in one mo藏书网ment, and so neer the brink;

Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,

The tempting stream, with one small drop to loose

Gorgons and Hydras, and Chimeras dire.

Her watrie Labyrinth, whereof who drinks,

From Beds of raging Fire to starve in Ice [ 600 ]

Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards

Where Armies whole have sunk: the parching Air

Into the burning Lake thir baleful streams;

Then Fables yet have feignd, or fear conceivd,

Of ancien九九藏书t pile; all else deep snow and ice,

A Universe of death, which God by curse

Cocytus, namd of lamentation loud

Beyond this flood a frozen Continent

Four ways thir flying March, along the Banks

Another part in Squadrons and gross Bands, [ 570 ]

Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old,

Periods of time, thence hurried back to fire.

Rocks, Caves, Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens, and shades of death,

With shuddring horror pale, and eyes agast

Forthw九九藏书网ith his former state and being forgets, [ 585 ]

Of four infernal Rivers that disgorge [ 575 ]

Lies dark and wilde, beat with perpetual storms

They ferry over this Lethean Sound

Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.

Farr off from these a slow and silent stream,

Are brought: and feel by turns the bitter change

Might yield them easier habitation, bend

The lip of Tantalus. Thus roving on

Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things,九-九-藏-书-网 [ 625 ]

All taste of living wight, as once it fled

Abominable, inutterable, and worse

Where all life dies, death lives, and Nature breeds,

That dismal world, if any Clime perhaps

Both to and fro, thir sorrow to augment, [ 605 ]

In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe,

They passd, and many a Region dolorous,

Of Whirlwind and dire Hail, which on firm land

Heard on the ruful stream; fierce Phlegeton [ 580 ]

Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;