chap_r();    So saying, a noble stroke ed high,

    , but so s empest fell [ 190 ]

    On t of Satan, t no sight,

    Nor motion of s t, less could his Shield

    Sucercept: ten paces huge

    enth on bended knee

    aid; as if on Earth [ 195 ]

    inds under ground or ers forcing way

    Sidelong,  a Mountain from

    seisd

    t greater rage to see

    tiest, ours joy filld, and s, [ 200 ]

    Presage of Victorie and fierce desire

    Of Battel: w Michael bid sound

    trumpet; t of heaven

    It sounded, and thful Armies rung

    o t: nor stood at gaze [ 205 ]

    the adverse Legions, nor less hideous joynd

    torming furie rose,

    And clamour sucill now

    as never, Arms on Armour clashing brayd

    he madding heeles [ 210 ]

    Of brazen Cs ragd; dire he noise

    Of conflict; over he dismal hiss

    Of fiery Darts in flaming volies flew,

    And flying vaulted eit h fire.

    So under fierie Cope together rushd [ 215 ]

    Bottels maine,

    And inextinguishable rage; all heavn

    Resounded, and h

    o er s wonder? when

    Millions of fierce encountring Angels fought [ 220 ]

    On eit of whom could weild

    ts, and arm he force

    Of all thir Regions: how much more of Power

    Armie against Armie numberless to raise

    Dreadful combustion urb, [ 225 ]

    t destroy, tive seat;

    ternal King Omnipotent

    From rong hold of heavn high ove