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But thir spite still serves [ ] His glory to augment. The bold design Pleas'd highly those infernal States , and joy Sparkl'd in all thir eyes; with full assent They vote : whereat his speech he thus renews.

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Well have ye judg'd , well ended long debate, [ ] Synod of Gods , and like to what ye are, Great things resolv'd ; which from the lowest deep Will once more lift us up, in spight of Fate, Neerer our ancient Seat ; perhaps in view Of those bright confines, whence with neighbouring Arms [ ] And opportune excursion we may chance Re-enter Heav'n ; or else in some milde Zone Dwell not unvisited of Heav'ns fair Light Secure, and at the brightning Orient beam Purge off this gloom; the soft delicious Air, [ ] To heal the scarr of these corrosive Fires Shall breath her balme.

But first whom shall we send In search of this new world, whom shall we find Sufficient?

Here he had need All circumspection, and we now no less Choice in our suffrage; for on whom we send, [ ] The weight of all and our last hope relies. This said, he sat; and expectation held His look suspence , awaiting who appeer'd To second, or oppose, or undertake The perilous attempt; but all sat mute, [ ] Pondering the danger with deep thoughts; and each In others count'nance read his own dismay Astonisht : none among the choice and prime Of those Heav'n -warring Champions could be found So hardie as to proffer or accept [ ] Alone the dreadful voyage; till at last Satan, whom now transcendent glory rais'd Above his fellows, with Monarchal pride Conscious of highest worth, unmov'd thus spake.

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O Progeny of Heav'n , Empyreal Thrones, [ ] With reason hath deep silence and demurr Seis'd us, though undismaid : long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light; Our prison strong, this huge convex of Fire , Outrageous to devour, immures us round [ ] Ninefold, and gates of burning Adamant Barr'd over us prohibit all egress. These past, if any pass, the void profound Of unessential Night receives him next Wide gaping, and with utter loss of being [ ] Threatens him, plung'd in that abortive gulf. If thence he scape into whatever world, Or unknown Region, what remains him less Then unknown dangers and as hard escape.

But I should ill become this Throne, O Peers, [ ] And this Imperial Sov'ranty , adorn'd With splendor, arm'd with power, if aught propos'd And judg'd of public moment , in the shape Of difficulty or danger could deterr Mee from attempting. Wherefore do I assume [ ] These Royalties, and not refuse to Reign, Refusing to accept as great a share Of hazard as of honour , due alike To him who Reigns, and so much to him due Of hazard more, as he above the rest [ ] High honourd sits? Go therefore mighty Powers, Terror of Heav'n , though fall'n ; intend at home, While here shall be our home, what best may ease The present misery, and render Hell More tollerable ; if there be cure or charm [ ] To respite or deceive, or slack the pain Of this ill Mansion: intermit no watch Against a wakeful Foe, while I abroad Through all the Coasts of dark destruction seek Deliverance for us all: this enterprize [ ] None shall partake with me.

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Thus saying rose The Monarch, and prevented all reply, Prudent, least from his resolution rais'd Others among the chief might offer now Certain to be refus'd what erst they fear'd ; [ ] And so refus'd might in opinion stand His Rivals, winning cheap the high repute Which he through hazard huge must earn. But they Dreaded not more th' adventure then his voice Forbidding; and at once with him they rose; [ ] Thir rising all at once was as the sound Of Thunder heard remote. Towards him they bend With awful reverence prone; and as a God Extoll him equal to the highest in Heav'n : Nor fail'd they to express how much they prais'd , [ ] That for the general safety he despis'd His own: for neither do the Spirits damn'd Loose all thir vertue ; least bad men should boast Thir specious deeds on earth, which glory excites, Or clos ambition varnisht o're with zeal.

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Devil with Devil damn'd Firm concord holds, men onely disagree Of Creatures rational, though under hope Of heavenly Grace; and God proclaiming peace, Yet live in hatred, enmity, and strife [ ] Among themselves, and levie cruel warres , Wasting the Earth, each other to destroy: As if which might induce us to accord Man had not hellish foes anow besides, That day and night for his destruction waite. Then of thir Session ended they bid cry With Trumpets regal sound the great result: [ ] Toward the four winds four speedy Cherubim Put to thir mouths the sounding Alchymie By Haralds voice explain'd : the hollow Abyss Heard farr and wide, and all the host of Hell With deafning shout, return'd them loud acclaim.

Thir Song was partial , but the harmony What could it less when Spirits immortal sing? Suspended Hell, and took with ravishment The thronging audience. In discourse more sweet [ ] For Eloquence the Soul, Song charms the Sense , Others apart sat on a Hill retir'd , In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of Providence, Foreknowledge, Will and Fate, Fixt Fate, free will, foreknowledg absolute, [ ] And found no end, in wandring mazes lost.

Of good and evil much they argu'd then, Of happiness and final misery, Passion and Apathie , and glory and shame, Vain wisdom all, and false Philosophie : [ ] Yet with a pleasing sorcerie could charm Pain for a while or anguish, and excite Fallacious hope, or arm th' obdured brest With stubborn patience as with triple steel. Another part in Squadrons and gross Bands, [ ] On bold adventure to discover wide That dismal world, if any Clime perhaps Might yield them easier habitation, bend Four ways thir flying March, along the Banks Of four infernal Rivers that disgorge [ ] Into the burning Lake thir baleful streams; Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate, Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep; Cocytus, nam'd of lamentation loud Heard on the ruful stream; fierce Phlegeton [ ] Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage.

Farr off from these a slow and silent stream, Lethe the River of Oblivion roules Her watrie Labyrinth, whereof who drinks, Forthwith his former state and being forgets, [ ] Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain. Beyond this flood a frozen Continent Lies dark and wilde , beat with perpetual storms Of Whirlwind and dire Hail, which on firm land Thaws not, but gathers heap , and ruin seems [ ] Of ancient pile ; all else deep snow and ice, A gulf profound as that Serbonian Bog Betwixt Damiata and Mount Casius old, Where Armies whole have sunk: the parching Air Burns frore , and cold performs th' effect of Fire.

They ferry over this Lethean Sound Both to and fro, thir sorrow to augment, [ ] And wish and struggle, as they pass, to reach The tempting stream, with one small drop to loose In sweet forgetfulness all pain and woe, All in one moment, and so neer the brink; But fate withstands, and to oppose th' attempt [ ] Medusa with Gorgonian terror guards The Ford, and of it self the water flies All taste of living wight , as once it fled The lip of Tantalus. Thus roving on In confus'd march forlorn, th' adventrous Bands [ ] With shuddring horror pale, and eyes agast View'd first thir lamentable lot, and found No rest : through many a dark and drearie Vaile They pass'd , and many a Region dolorous, O'er many a Frozen, many a fierie Alpe , [ ] Rocks, Caves, Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens, and shades of death, A Universe of death, which God by curse Created evil, for evil only good , Where all life dies, death lives, and Nature breeds, Perverse, all monstrous, all prodigious things, [ ] Abominable, inutterable, and worse Then Fables yet have feign'd , or fear conceiv'd , Gorgons and Hydra's , and Chimera's dire.

Mean while the Adversary of God and Man, Satan with thoughts inflam'd of highest design, [ ] Puts on swift wings, and towards the Gates of Hell Explores his solitary flight; som times He scours the right hand coast, som times the left, Now shaves with level wing the Deep, then soares Up to the fiery Concave touring high. So seem'd Farr off the flying Fiend: at last appeer Hell bounds high reaching to the horrid Roof, And thrice threefold the Gates; three folds were Brass, [ ] Three Iron, three of Adamantine Rock, Impenetrable, impal'd with circling fire, Yet unconsum'd.

Before the Gates there sat On either side a formidable shape; The one seem'd Woman to the waste , and fair, [ ] But ended foul in many a scaly fould Voluminous and vast, a Serpent arm'd With mortal sting: about her middle round A cry of Hell Hounds never ceasing bark'd With wide Cerberian mouths full loud, and rung [ ] A hideous Peal: yet, when they list, would creep, If aught disturb'd thir noyse , into her woomb , And kennel there, yet there still bark'd and howl'd Within unseen.

Farr less abhorrd than these Vex'd Scylla bathing in the Sea that parts [ ] Calabria from the hoarse Trinacrian shore: Nor uglier follow the Night-Hag , when call'd In secret, riding through the Air she comes Lur'd with the smell of infant blood, to dance With Lapland Witches, while the labouring Moon [ ] Eclipses at thir charms.

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The other shape , If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joynt , or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd , For each seem'd either; black it stood as Night, [ ] Fierce as ten Furies , terrible as Hell, And shook a dreadful Dart; what seem'd his head The likeness of a Kingly Crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat The Monster moving onward came as fast [ ] With horrid strides, Hell trembled as he strode.

Th' undaunted Fiend what this might be admir'd , Admir'd , not fear'd ; God and his Son except , Created thing naught valu'd he nor shun'd And with disdainful look thus first began. Whence and what art thou, execrable shape, That dar'st , though grim and terrible, advance Thy miscreated Front athwart my way To yonder Gates?

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To whom the Goblin full of wrauth reply'd , Art thou that Traitor Angel, art thou hee , Who first broke peace in Heav'n and Faith, till then [ ] Unbrok'n , and in proud rebellious Arms Drew after him the third part of Heav'ns Sons Conjur'd against the highest, for which both Thou And they outcast from God, are here condemn'd To waste Eternal dayes in woe and pain?

Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings, [ ] Least with a whip of Scorpions I pursue Thy lingring , or with one stroke of this Dart Strange horror seise thee, and pangs unfelt before.

So spake the grieslie terror, and in shape, So speaking and so threatning , grew tenfold [ ] More dreadful and deform: on th' other side Incenst with indignation Satan stood Unterrifi'd , and like a Comet burn'd , That fires the length of Ophiucus huge In th' Artick Sky, and from his horrid hair [ ] Shakes Pestilence and Warr. Each at the Head Level'd his deadly aime ; thir fatall hands No second stroke intend, and such a frown Each cast at th' other, as when two black Clouds With Heav'ns Artillery fraught, come rattling on [ ] Over the Caspian, then stand front to front Hov'ring a space, till Winds the signal blow To join thir dark Encounter in mid air: So frownd the mighty Combatants, that Hell Grew darker at thir frown, so matcht they stood; [ ] For never but once more was either like To meet so great a foe: and now great deeds Had been achiev'd , whereof all Hell had rung, Had not the Snakie Sorceress that sat Fast by Hell Gate, and kept the fatal Key, [ ] Ris'n , and with hideous outcry rush'd between.

O Father, what intends thy hand, she cry'd , Against thy only Son? She spake, and at her words the hellish Pest [ ] Forbore, then these to her Satan return'd :. So strange thy outcry, and thy words so strange Thou interposest, that my sudden hand Prevented spares to tell thee yet by deeds What it intends; till first I know of thee, [ ] What thing thou art, thus double- form'd , and why In this infernal Vaile first met thou call'st Me Father, and that Fantasm call'st my Son? I know thee not, nor ever saw till now Sight more detestable then him and thee.

T' whom thus the Portress of Hell Gate reply'd ; Hast thou forgot me then, and do I seem Now in thine eye so foul, once deemd so fair In Heav'n , when at th' Assembly, and in sight Of all the Seraphim with thee combin'd [ ] In bold conspiracy against Heav'ns King, All on a sudden miserable pain Surprisd thee, dim thine eyes, and dizzie swumm In darkness, while thy head flames thick and fast Threw forth, till on the left side op'ning wide, [ ] Likest to thee in shape and count'nance bright, Then shining Heav'nly fair, a Goddess arm'd Out of thy head I sprung ; amazement seis'd All th' Host of Heav'n back they recoild affraid At first, and call'd me Sin, and for a Sign [ ] Portentous held me; but familiar grown, I pleas'd , and with attractive graces won The most averse, thee chiefly, who full oft Thy self in me thy perfect image viewing Becam'st enamour'd , and such joy thou took'st [ ] With me in secret, that my womb conceiv'd A growing burden.

Mean while Warr arose, And fields were fought in Heav'n ; wherein remaind For what could else to our Almighty Foe Cleer Victory, to our part loss and rout [ ] Through all the Empyrean: down they fell Driv'n headlong from the Pitch of Heaven, down Into this Deep, and in the general fall I also; at which time this powerful Key Into my hand was giv'n , with charge to keep [ ] These Gates for ever shut, which none can pass Without my op'ning.

Pensive here I sat Alone, but long I sat not, till my womb Pregnant by thee, and now excessive grown Prodigious motion felt and rueful throes.

I fled, but he pursu'd though more, it seems, [ ] Inflam'd with lust then rage and swifter far, Mee overtook his mother all dismaid , And in embraces forcible and foule Ingendring with me, of that rape begot These yelling Monsters that with ceasless cry [ ] Surround me, as thou sawst , hourly conceiv'd And hourly born, with sorrow infinite To me, for when they list into the womb That bred them they return, and howle and gnaw My Bowels, thir repast; then bursting forth [ ] A fresh with conscious terrours vex me round, That rest or intermission none I find.

Before mine eyes in opposition sits Grim Death my Son and foe, who sets them on, And me his Parent would full soon devour [ ] For want of other prey, but that he knows His end with mine involvd ; and knows that I Should prove a bitter Morsel, and his bane, Whenever that shall be; so Fate pronounc'd. But thou O Father, I forewarn thee, shun [ ] His deadly arrow; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in those bright Arms, Though temper'd heav'nly , for that mortal dint , Save he who reigns above, none can resist.

She finish'd , and the suttle Fiend his lore [ ] Soon learnd , now milder, and thus answerd smooth. He ceas'd , for both seem'd highly pleasd , and Death [ ] Grinnd horrible a gastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd , and blest his mawe Destin'd to that good hour: no less rejoyc'd His mother bad, and thus bespake her Sire. The key of this infernal Pit by due, [ ] And by command of Heav'ns all-powerful King I keep, by him forbidden to unlock These Adamantine Gates; against all force Death ready stands to interpose his dart, Fearless to be o'rmatcht by living might.

Thus saying, from her side the fatal Key, Sad instrument of all our woe, she took; And towards the Gate rouling her bestial train, Forthwith the huge Porcullis high up drew, Which but her self not all the Stygian powers [ ] Could once have mov'd ; then in the key-hole turns Th' intricate wards , and every Bolt and Bar Of massie Iron or sollid Rock with ease Unfast'ns : on a sudden op'n flie With impetuous recoile and jarring sound [ ] Th' infernal dores , and on thir hinges grate Harsh Thunder, that the lowest bottom shook Of Erebus. She op'nd , but to shut Excel'd her power; the Gates wide op'n stood, That with extended wings a Bannerd Host [ ] Under spread Ensigns marching might pass through With Horse and Chariots rankt in loose array; So wide they stood, and like a Furnace mouth Cast forth redounding smoak and ruddy flame.

For hot, cold, moist, and dry , four Champions fierce Strive here for Maistrie , and to Battel bring Thir embryon Atoms; they around the flag [ ] Of each his faction, in thir several Clanns , Light- arm'd or heavy, sharp, smooth, swift or slow, Swarm populous, unnumber'd as the Sands Of Barca or Cyrene's torrid soil, Levied to side with warring Winds, and poise [ ] Thir lighter wings.

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To whom these most adhere, Hee rules a moment; Chaos Umpire sits, And by decision more imbroiles the fray By which he Reigns: next him high Arbiter Chance governs all. Into this wilde Abyss, [ ] The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave, Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt Confus'dly , and which thus must ever fight, Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain [ ] His dark materials to create more Worlds, Into this wild Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage: for no narrow frith He had to cross.

Nor was his eare less peal'd [ ] With noises loud and ruinous to compare Great things with small then when Bellona storms, With all her battering Engines bent to rase Som Capital City; or less then if this frame Of Heav'n were falling, and these Elements [ ] In mutinie had from her Axle torn The stedfast Earth. At last his Sail-broad Vannes He spreads for flight, and in the surging smoak Uplifted spurns the ground, thence many a League As in a cloudy Chair ascending rides [ ] Audacious, but that seat soon failing, meets A vast vacuitie : all unawares Fluttring his pennons vain plumb down he drops Ten thousand fadom deep, and to this hour Down had been falling, had not by ill chance [ ] The strong rebuff of som tumultuous cloud Instinct with Fire and Nitre hurried him As many miles aloft: that furie stay'd , Quencht in a Boggy Syrtis, neither Sea, Nor good dry Land: nigh founderd on he fares, [ ] Treading the crude consistence, half on foot, Half flying; behoves him now both Oare and Saile.

T' whom Satan turning boldly, thus.

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Ye Powers And Spirits of this nethermost Abyss, Chaos and ancient Night, I come no Spy, [ ] With purpose to explore or to disturb The secrets of your Realm, but by constraint Wandring this darksome Desart , as my way Lies through your spacious Empire up to light, Alone, and without guide, half lost, I seek [ ] What readiest path leads where your gloomie bounds Confine with Heav'n ; or if som other place From your Dominion won, th' Ethereal King Possesses lately, thither to arrive I travel this profound, direct my course; [ ] Directed no mean recompence it brings To your behoof, if I that Region lost, All usurpation thence expell'd , reduce To her original darkness and your sway Which is my present journey and once more [ ] Erect the Standard there of ancient Night ; Yours be th' advantage all, mine the revenge.

Thus Satan ; and him thus the Anarch old With faultring speech and visage incompos'd Answer'd. I know thee, stranger, who thou art, [ ] That mighty leading Angel, who of late Made head against Heav'ns King, though overthrown. I saw and heard, for such a numerous Host Fled not in silence through the frighted deep With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, [ ] Confusion worse confounded; and Heav'n Gates Pourd out by millions her victorious Bands Pursuing. Dahl died, in Oxford, England, in , at the age of seventy-four, and this September marks the centennial of his birth, in Cardiff, Wales.

This suggests something, I think, about why his work for children lingers: a whisper of nostalgia, a bit of history, personal or otherwise. Still, as Dahl also understands, nostalgia only goes so far, for childhood is a passing phase. And yet these stories remain largely overlooked. Writing for adults is not what we think about when we think about Dahl—it does not fit our caricature of him. His adult writing roughs out the smoothness of his edges. Even Anderson dispenses with it in little more than a paragraph. If the American wins, he gets a Cadillac; if not, he agrees to have his left pinkie removed.

For him, the act of storytelling, at its heart, is a collaborative game. For all that such turnabouts come off as punch lines, it would be inaccurate to say that Dahl writes without a heart.