Libro VI
Libro VI
aphael continues to relate how Michael and Gabriel were sent forth
R to battle against Satan and his angels. The first fight described: Satan
and his powers retire under night: he calls a council, invents devilish
engines, which in the second day’s fight put Michael and his angels to
some disorder; but they at length pulling up mountains overwhelmed both
the force and machines of Satan: yet the tumult not so ending, God on the
third day sends Messiah his son, for whom he had reserved the glory of that
victory: he in the power of his father coming to the place, and causing all
his legions to stand still on either side, with his chariot and thunder driving
into the midst of his enemies, pursues them unable to resist towards the
wall of heaven; which opening, they leap down with horror and confusion
into the place of punishment prepared for them in the deep: Messiah
returns with triumph to his father.
Thus foiled their mightiest, ours joy filled, and shout, 200
Presage of victory and fierce desire
Of battle: whereat Michael bid sound
The archangel trumpet; through the vast of heaven
It sounded, and the faithful armies rung
Hosanna to the highest: nor stood at gaze
The adverse legions, nor less hideous joined
The horrid shock: now storming fury rose,
And clamour such as heard in heaven till now
Was never, arms on armour clashing brayed
Horrible discord, and the madding wheels 210
Of brazen chariots raged; dire was the noise
Of conflict; overhead the dismal hiss
Of fiery darts in flaming volleys flew,
And flying vaulted either host with fire.
So under fiery cope together rushed
Both battles main, with ruinous assault
And inextinguishable rage; all heaven
Resounded, and had earth been then, all earth
Had to her centre shook. What wonder? when
Millions of fierce encountering angels fought 220
On either side, the least of whom could wield
These elements, and arm him with the force
Of all their regions: how much more of power
Army against army numberless to raise
Dreadful combustion warring, and disturb,
Though not destroy, their happy native seat;
Had not the eternal king omnipotent
From his stronghold of heaven high overruled
And limited their might; though numbered such
As each divided legion might have seemed 230
A numerous host, in strength each armèd hand
A legion; led in fight, yet leader seemed
Each warrior single as in chief, expert
When to advance, or stand, or turn the sway
Of battle, open when, and when to close
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