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    past utterance; on his right
    The radiant image of his glory sat,
    His only son; on earth he first beheld
    Our two first parents, yet the only two
    Of mankind in the happy garden plac'd
    Reaping immortal fruits of joy and love,
    Uninterrupted joy, unrivall'd love,
    In blissful solitude; he then survey'd
    Hell and the gulf between, and Satan there
    Coasting the wall of Heaven on this side Night
    In the dun air sublime, and ready now
    To stoop with wearied wings, and willing feet,
    On the bare outside of this world, that seem'd
    Firm land imbosom'd, without firmament,
    Uncertain which, in ocean or in air.
    Him God beholding from his prospect high,
    Wherein past, present, future, he beholds,
    Thus to his only Son foreseeing spake.
    Only begotten Son, seest thou what rage
    Transports our Adversary? whom no bounds
    Prescrib'd no bars of Hell, nor all the chains
    Heap'd on him there, nor yet the main abyss
    Wide interrupt, can hold; so bent he seems
    On desperate revenge, that shall redound
    Upon his own rebellious head. And now,
    Through all restraint broke loose, he wings his way
    Not far off Heaven, in the precincts of light,
    Directly towards the new created world,
    And man there plac'd, with purpose to assay
    If him by force he can destroy, or, worse,
    By some false guile pervert; and shall pervert;
    For man will hearken to his glozing lies,
    And easily transgress the sole command,
    Sole pledge of his obedience: So will fall
    He and his faithless progeny: Whose fault?
    Whose but his own? ingrate, he had of me
    All he could have; I made him just and right,
    Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.
    Such I created all the ethereal Powers
    And Spirits, both them who stood, and them who fail'd;
    Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell.
    Not free, what proof could they have given sincere
    Of true allegiance, constant faith or love,
    Where only what they needs must do appear'd,
    Not what they would? what praise could they receive?
    What pleasure I from such obedience paid,
    When will and reason (reason also is choice)
    Useless and vain, of freedom both despoil'd,
    Made passive both, had serv'd necessity,
    Not me? they therefore, as to right belong$ 'd,
    So were created, nor can justly accuse

    Their Maker, or their making, or their fate,
    As if predestination over-rul'd
    Their will dispos'd by absolute decree
    Or high foreknowledge they themselves decreed
    Their own revolt, not I; if I foreknew,
    Foreknowledge had no influence on their fault,
    Which had no less proved certain unforeknown.
    So without least impulse or shadow of fate,
    Or aught by me immutably foreseen,
    They trespass, authors to themselves in all
    Both what they judge, and what
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