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      Of worse torments me than the feeling can.

      I would be at the worst; worst is my port,

      210 My harbour and my ultimate repose,

      The end I would attain, my final good.

      My error was my error, and my crime

      My crime; whatever for itself condemned,

      And will alike be punished; whether thou

      215 Reign or reign not; though to that gentle brow

      Willingly I could fly, and hope thy reign,

      From that placíd aspéct and meek regard,

      Rather than aggravate my evil state,

      Would stand between me and thy Father’s ire,

      220 (Whose ire I dread more than the fire of Hell)

      A shelter and a kind of shading cool

      Interposition, as a summer’s cloud.

      If I then to the worst that can be haste,

      Why move thy feet so slow to what is best,

      225 Happiest both to thyself and all the world,

      That thou who worthiest art shouldst be their king?

      Perhaps thou linger’st in deep thoughts detained

      Of the enterprise so hazardous and high;

      No wonder, for though in thee be united

      230 What of perfection can in man be found,

      Or human nature can receive, consider

      Thy life hath yet been private, most part spent

      At home, scarce viewed the Galilean towns,

      And once a year Jerusalem, few days’

      235 Short sojourn; and what thence couldst thou observe?

      The world thou hast not seen, much less her glory,

      Empires, and monarchs, and their radiant courts,

      Best school of best experience, quickest in sight

      In all things that to greatest actions lead.

      240 The wisest, unexperienced, will be ever

      Timorous and loath, with novice modesty,

      (As he who seeking asses found a kingdom)

      Irresolute, unhardy, unadvent’rous:

      But I will bring thee where thou soon shalt quit

      245 Those rudiments, and see before thine eyes

      The monarchies of the earth, their pomp and state,

      Sufficient introduction to inform

      Thee, of thyself so apt, in regal arts,

      And regal mysteries; that thou may’st know

      250 How best their opposition to withstand.

      With that (such power was giv’n him then) he took

      The Son of God up to a mountain high.

      It was a mountain at whose verdant feet

      A spacious plain outstretched in circuit wide

      255 Lay pleasant; from his side two rivers flowed,

      Th’ one winding, the other straight, and left between

      Fair champaign with less rivers interveined,

      Then meeting joined their tribute to the sea:

      Fertile of corn the glebe, of oil and wine,

      260 With herds the pastures thronged, with flocks the hills;

      Huge cities and high-towered, that well might seem

      The seats of mightiest monarchs, and so large

      The prospect was, that here and there was room

      For barren desert fountainless and dry.

      265 To this high mountain top the Tempter brought

      Our Saviour, and new train of words began.

      Well have we speeded, and o’er hill and dale,

      Forest and field, and flood, temples and towers

      Cut shorter many a league; here thou behold’st

      270 Assyria and her empire’s ancient bounds,

      Araxes and the Caspian lake, thence on

      As far as Indus east, Euphrates west,

      And oft beyond; to south the Persian bay,

      And inaccessible the Arabian drouth:

      275 Here Nineveh, of length within her wall

      Several days’ journey, built by Ninus old,

      Of that first golden monarchy the seat,

      And seat of Salmanassar, whose success

      Israel in long captivity still mourns;

      280 There Babylon the wonder of all tongues,

      As ancient, but rebuilt by him who twice

      Judah and all thy father David’s house

      Led captive, and Jerusalem laid waste,

      Till Cyrus set them free; Persepolis

      285 His city there thou seest, and Bactra there;

      Ecbatana her structure vast there shows,

      And Hecatompylos her hundred gates,

      There Susa by Choaspes, amber stream,

      The drink of none but kings; of later fame

      290 Built by Emathian, or by Parthian hands,

      The great Seleucia, Nisibis, and there

      Artaxata, Teredon, Ctesiphon,

      Turning with easy eye thou may’st behold.

      All these the Parthian, now some ages past,

      295 By great Arsaces led, who founded first

      That empire, under his dominion holds,

      From the luxurious kings of Antioch won.

      And just in time thou com’st to have a view

      Of his great power; for now the Parthian king

      300 In Ctesiphon hath gathered all his host

      Against the Scythian, whose incursions wild

      Have wasted Sogdiana; to her aid

      He marches now in haste; see, though from far,

      His thousands, in what martial equipage

      305 They issue forth, steel bows, and shafts their arms

      Of equal dread in flight, or in pursuit;

      All horsemen, in which fight they most excel;

      See how in warlike muster they appear,

      In rhombs and wedges, and half moons, and wings.

      310 He looked and saw what numbers numberless

      The city gates outpoured, light-armèd troops

      In coats of mail and military pride;

      In mail their horses clad, yet fleet and strong,

      Prancing their riders bore, the flower and choice

      315 Of many provinces from bound to bound;

      From Arachosia, from Candaor east,

      And Margiana to the Hyrcanian cliffs

      Of Caucasus, and dark Iberian dales,

      From Atropatia and the neighbouring plains

      320 Of Adiabéne, Media, and the south

      Of Susiana to Balsara’s hav’n.

      He saw them in their forms of battle ranged,

      How quick they wheeled, and flying behind them shot

      Sharp sleet of arrowy showers against the face

      325 Of their pursuers, and overcame by flight;

      The field all iron cast a gleaming brown,

      Nor wanted clouds of foot, nor on each horn,

      Cuirassiers all in steel for standing fight;

      Chariots or elephants endorsed with towers

      330 Of archers, nor of labouring pioneers

      A multitude with spades and axes armed

      To lay hills plain, fell woods, or valleys fill,

      Or where plain was raise hill, or overlay

      With bridges rivers proud, as with a yoke;

      335 Mules after these, camels and dromedaries,

      And waggons fraught with útensils of war.

      Such forces met not, nor so wide a camp,

      When Agrican with all his northern powers

      Besieged Albracca, as romances tell;

      340 The city of Gallaphrone, from thence to win

      The fairest of her sex Angelica

      His daughter, sought by many prowest knights,

      Both paynim, and the peers of Charlemagne.

      Such and so numerous was their chivalry;

      345 At sight whereof the Fiend yet more presumed,

      And to our Saviour thus his words renewed.

      That thou may’st know I seek not to engage

      Thy virtue, and not every way secure

      On no slight grounds thy safety; hear, and mark

      350 To what end I have brought thee hither and shown

      All this fair sight; thy k
    ingdom though foretold

      By Prophet or by angel, unless thou

      Endeavour, as thy father David did,

      Thou never shalt obtain; prediction still

      355 In all things, and all men, supposes means;

      Without means used, what it predicts revokes.

      But say thou wert possessed of David’s throne

      By free consent of all, none opposite,

      Samaritan or Jew; how couldst thou hope

      360 Long to enjoy it quiet and secure,

      Between two such enclosing enemies

      Roman and Parthian? therefore one of these

      Thou must make sure thy own; the Parthian first

      By my advice, as nearer and of late

      365 Found able by invasion to annoy

      Thy country, and captive lead away her kings

      Antigonus, and old Hyrcanus bound,

      Maugre the Roman: it shall be my task

      To render thee the Parthian at dispose;

      370 Choose which thou wilt by conquest or by league.

      By him thou shalt regain, without him not,

      That which alone can truly reinstall thee

      In David’s royal seat, his true successor,

      Deliverance of thy brethren, those ten tribes

      375 Whose offspring in his territory yet serve

      In Habor, and among the Medes dispersed;

      Ten sons of Jacob, two of Joseph lost

      Thus long from Israel; serving as of old

      Their fathers in the land of Egypt served,

      380 This offer sets before thee to deliver.

      These if from servitude thou shalt restore

      To their inheritance, then, nor till then,

      Thou on the throne of David in full glory,

      From Egypt to Euphrates and beyond

      385 Shalt reign, and Rome or Caesar not need fear.

      To whom our Saviour answered thus unmoved.

      Much ostentation vain of fleshly arm,

      And fragile arms, much instrument of war

      Long in preparing, soon to nothing brought,

      390 Before mine eyes thou hast set; and in my ear

      Vented much policy, and projects deep

      Of enemies, of aids, battles and leagues,

      Plausible to the world, to me worth naught.

      Means I must use thou say’st, prediction else

      395 Will unpredict and fail me of the throne:

      My time I told thee, (and that time for thee

      Were better farthest off) is not yet come;

      When that comes think not thou to find me slack

      On my part aught endeavouring, or to need

      400 Thy politic maxims, or that cumbersome

      Luggage of war there shown me, argument

      Of human weakness rather than of strength.

      My brethren, as thou call’st them, those ten tribes,

      I must deliver, if I mean to reign

      405 David’s true heir, and his full sceptre sway

      To just extent over all Israel’s sons;

      But whence to thee this zeal, where was it then

      For Israel, or for David, or his throne,

      When thou stood’st up his tempter to the pride

      410 Of numb’ring Israel, which cost the lives

      Of three score and ten thousand Israelites

      By three days’ pestilence? such was thy zeal

      To Israel then, the same that now to me.

      As for those captive tribes, themselves were they

      415 Who wrought their own captivity, fell off

      From God to worship calves, the deities

      Of Egypt, Baal next and Ashtaroth,

      And all the idolatries of heathen round,

      Besides their other worse than heathenish crimes;

      420 Nor in the land of their captivity

      Humbled themselves, or penitent besought

      The God of their forefathers; but so died

      Impenitent, and left a race behind

      Like to themselves, distinguishable scarce

      425 From Gentiles, but by circumcision vain,

      And God with idols in their worship joined.

      Should I of these the liberty regard,

      Who freed, as to their ancient patrimony,

      Unhumbled, unrepentant, unreformed,

      430 Headlong would follow, and to their gods perhaps

      Of Bethel and of Dan? no, let them serve

      Their enemies, who serve idols with God.

      Yet he at length, time to himself best known,

      Rememb’ring Abraham by some wondrous call

      435 May bring them back repentant and sincere,

      And at their passing cleave the Assyrian flood,

      While to their native land with joy they haste,

      As the Red Sea and Jordan once he cleft,

      When to the promised land their fathers passed;

      440 To his due time and providence I leave them.

      So spake Israel’s true King, and to the Fiend

      Made answer meet, that made void all his wiles.

      So fares it when with truth falsehood contends.

      THE FOURTH BOOK

      Perplexed and troubled at his bad success

      The Tempter stood, nor had what to reply,

      Discovered in his fraud, thrown from his hope,

      So oft, and the persuasive rhetoric

      5 That sleeked his tongue, and won so much on Eve,

      So little here, nay lost; but Eve was Eve,

      This far his over-match, who self-deceived

      And rash, beforehand had no better weighed

      The strength he was to cope with, or his own:

      10 But as a man who had been matchless held

      In cunning, overreached where least he thought,

      To salve his credit, and for very spite

      Still will be tempting him who foils him still,

      And never cease, though to his shame the more;

      15 Or as a swarm of flies in vintage-time,

      About the wine-press where sweet must is poured,

      Beat off, returns as oft with humming sound;

      Or surging waves against a solid rock,

      Though all to shivers dashed, the assault renew,

      20 Vain battery, and in froth or bubbles end;

      So Satan, whom repulse upon repulse

      Met ever; and to shameful silence brought,

      Yet gives not o’er though desperate of success,

      And his vain importunity pursues.

      25 He brought our Saviour to the western side

      Of that high mountain, whence he might behold

      Another plain, long but in breadth not wide;

      Washed by the southern sea, and on the north

      To equal length backed with a ridge of hills

      30 That screened the fruits of the earth and seats of men

      From cold Septentrion blasts; thence in the midst

      Divided by a river, of whose banks

      On each side an imperial city stood,

      With towers and temples proudly elevate

      35 On seven small hills, with palaces adorned,

      Porches and theatres, baths, aqueducts,

      Statues and trophies, and triumphal arcs,

      Gardens and groves presented to his eyes,

      Above the heighth of mountains interposed.

      40 By what strange parallax or optic skill

      Of vision multiplied through air, or glass

      Of telescope, were curious to inquire:

      And now the Tempter thus his silence broke.

      The city which thou seest no other deem

      45 Than great and glorious Rome, queen of the earth

      So far renowned, and with the spoils enriched

      Of nations; there the Capitol thou seest

      Above the rest lifting his stately head

      On the Tarpeian rock, her citadel

      50 Impregnable, and there Mount Palatine

      The imperial palace, compass huge, and high

      Th
    e structure, skill of noblest architects,

      With gilded battlements, conspicuous far,

      Turrets and terraces, and glittering spires.

      55 Many a fair edifice besides, more like

      Houses of gods (so well I have disposed

      My airy microscope) thou may’st behold

      Outside and inside both, pillars and roofs

      Carved work, the hand of famed artificers

      60 In cedar, marble, ivory or gold.

      Thence to the gates cast round thine eye, and see

      What conflux issuing forth, or ent’ring in,

      Praetors, proconsuls to their provinces

      Hasting or on return, in robes of state;

      65 Lictors and rods the ensigns of their power;

      Legions and cohorts, turms of horse and wings:

      Or embassies from regions far remote

      In various habits on the Appian road,

      Or on the Aemilian, some from furthest south,

      70 Syene, and where the shadow both way falls,

      Meroë Nilotic isle, and more to west,

      The realm of Bocchus to the Blackmoor sea;

      From the Asian kings and Parthian among these,

      From India and the golden Chersoness,

      75 And utmost Indian isle Tapróbanè,

      Dusk faces with white silken turbans wreathed:

      From Gallia, Gades, and the British west,

      Germans and Scythians, and Sarmatians north

      Beyond Danubius to the Tauric pool.

      80 All nations now to Rome obedience pay,

      To Rome’s great Emperor, whose wide domain

      In ample territory, wealth and power,

      Civility of manners, arts, and arms,

      And long renown thou justly may’st prefer

      85 Before the Parthian; these two thrones except,

      The rest are barbarous, and scarce worth the sight,

      Shared among petty kings too far removed;

      These having shown thee, I have shown thee all

      The kingdoms of the world, and all their glory.

      90 This Emperor hath no son, and now is old,

      Old, and lascivious, and from Rome retired

      To Capreae an island small but strong

      On the Campanian shore, with purpose there

      His horrid lusts in private to enjoy,

      95 Committing to a wicked favourite

      All public cares, and yet of him suspicious,

      Hated of all, and hating; with what ease,

      Endued with regal virtues as thou art,

      Appearing, and beginning noble deeds,

      100 Might’st thou expel this monster from his throne

      Now made a sty, and in his place ascending,

      A victor-people free from servile yoke!

      And with my help thou may’st; to me the power

      Is given, and by that right I give it thee.

      105 Aim therefore at no less than all the world,

     


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