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O Son, why sit we here each other viewing [ 235 ]

Idlely, while Satan reat Author thrives

In other Worlds, and happier Seat provides

For us his deare? It ot be

But that success attends him; if mishap,

Ere this he had returnd, with fury drivn [ 240 ]

By his Avengers, sino place like this

fit his punishment, or their revenge.

Methinks I feel rength within me rise,

Wings growing, and Dominion givn me large

Beyond this Deep; whatever drawes me on, [ 245 ]

Or sympathie, or som atural force

Powerful at greatest distao unite

With secret amity things of like kinde

By secretest veyahou my Shade

Inseparable must with mee along: [ 250 ]

For Death from Sin no power separate.

But least the difficultie of passing back

Stay his return perhaps over this Gulfe

Impassable, Impervious, let us try

Adventrous work, yet to thy power and mine [ 255 ]

Not unagreeable, to found a path

Over this Maine from Hell to that new World

Where Satan now prevailes, a Mo

Of merit high to all th infernal Host,

Easing thir passage hence, for intercourse, [ 260 ]

Or transmigration, as thir lot shall lead.

Nor I miss the way, sly drawn

By this new felt attra and instinct.

Whom thus the meager Shadow answerd soon.

Goe whither Fate and ination strong [ 265 ]

Leads thee, I shall not lag behinde, nor erre

The way, thou leading, such a sent I draw

Of age, prey innumerable, and taste

The savour of Death from all things there that live:

Nor shall I to the work thou enterprisest [ 270 ]

Be wanting, but afford thee equal aid,

So saying, with delight he snuffd the smell

Of mortal ge oh. As when a flock

Of ravenous Fowl, though many a League remote,

Against the day of Battel, to a Field, [ 275 ]

Where Armies lie encampt, e flying, lurd

With sent of living Carcasses designd

For death, the following day, in bloodie fight.

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