The epic of the fall of man; a comparative study of Caedmon, Dante and Milton . land of darkest Night. So let thy heartRejoice, since here on Earth both of thy dreamsAre now fulfilled, and all the sons of ManTheir heavenly heritage and fair domainWill lose, and full of hate, will be thy slavesIn yonder flames. Nor ends our victory sorrow of the heart have we entailedOn God Himself. Whateer of miseryWe must endure, is now on Adams raceFully avenged. Gods sovereign hate the dire ruin of all humankind,With pain of Death, my wounded pride is my heart great thoug


The epic of the fall of man; a comparative study of Caedmon, Dante and Milton . land of darkest Night. So let thy heartRejoice, since here on Earth both of thy dreamsAre now fulfilled, and all the sons of ManTheir heavenly heritage and fair domainWill lose, and full of hate, will be thy slavesIn yonder flames. Nor ends our victory sorrow of the heart have we entailedOn God Himself. Whateer of miseryWe must endure, is now on Adams raceFully avenged. Gods sovereign hate the dire ruin of all humankind,With pain of Death, my wounded pride is my heart great thoughts revolve. The wrongsWe long have borne, fruit of relentless spite,Are all avenged. ** At once will I retraceMy joyous steps back to the lurid flamesAnd seek the spot where Satan straitly boundWith tightly-woven chains, a captive liesIn darkest Hell. Then swiftly downward spedThat direst messenger of woe, and passedThe Gates of Hell; thence urged his toilsome wayThough the expanse of flame and reached at lengthThe point where Satan lay, his lordly Chief,With fetters The Temptation and Fall of Man 233 The narrative of the return of the Arch-Ficnd toHell, as told by Milton, is more especially remark-able from the brilliant audacity of imaginationwhich it displays ; and, next to the description ofSatans weird voyage from Hell and through Chaosup to Earth, is perhaps as grand a flight of phantasyas can be found in the whole of Miltons poem. Theidea of connecting the Starry Universe and Hell . . by wondrous artPontifical, is Miltons, and has no place, even as an incept, inCaedmon ; . . a ridge of pendent the vexed Abyss, following the trackOf Satan to the self-same place where heFirst lighted from his wing, and landed safeFrom out of Chaos—to the outside bareOf this round World. We may notice, in passing, that although Miltonnever loses sight of the main thread of his narrative,he is, now and again, swayed by the allegoricalspirit of the age in which he lived,


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