In triumph and luxurious wealth, are they No sooner he, with them of man and beast up, shall heave the ocean to usurp Beyond all bounds; till inundation rise Above the highest hills. Then shall this mount Of Paradise by might of waves be moved Out of his place, push'd by the horned flood, With all his verdure spoil'd, and trees adrift, Down the great river to the opening gulf, And there take root, an island salt and bare, The haunt of seals, and orcs, and sea-mews' clang: To teach thee that God áttributes to place No sanctity, if none be thither brought By men who there frequent, or therein dwell. And now, what further shall ensue, behold.” He look’d; and saw the ark hull on the flood, Which now abated; for the clouds were fled, Driven by a keen north-wind, that, blowing dry, Wrinkled the face of deluge, as decay'd ; And the clear sun on his wide watery glass Gazed hot, and of the fresh wave largely drew, As after thirst; which made their flowing shrink From standing lake to tripping ebb, that stole With soft foot towards the deep; who now had stopt His sluices, as the heaven his windows shut. The ark no more now floats, but seems on ground, Fast on the top of some high mountain fix’d. And now the tops of hills, as rocks, appear; With clamor thence the rapid currents drive, Towards the retreating sea, their furious tide. Forthwith from out the ark a raven flies, And after him, the surer messenger, “ O thou, who future things canst represent To whom the archangel. “ Dextrously thou So willingly doth God remit his ire, [aim'st; Though late repenting him of man depraved; Grieved at his heart , when looking down he saw The whole earth filld with violence, and all flesh Corrupting each their way; yet, those removed, Such grace shall one just man find in his sight, That he relents, not to blot out mankind; And makes a covenant never to destroy The earth again by flood; nor let the sea Surpass his bounds; nor rain to drown the world, With man therein or beast; but, when he brings Over the earth a cloud, will therein set His triple-color'd bow, whereon to look, And call to mind his covenant. Day and night, Seed-time and harvest, heat and hoary frost, Shall hold their course; till fire purge all things new, *Both heaven and earth, wherein the just shall dwell.” END OF BOOK XI. BOOK XII. The argument. The angel Michael continues, from the flood, to relate what shall succeed then, in the mention of Abraham, comes by degrees to explain who that seed of the woman shall be, which was promised Adam and Eve in the fall: his incarnation, death, resurrection, and ascension: the state of the church till his second coming. Adam, greatly satisfied and recomforted by these relations and promises, descends, the bill with Michael ; wakens Eve, who all this while had slept, but with gentle dreams composed to quietness of mind and submission. Michael in either hand leads them out of Paradise, the fiery sword waving behind them, and the Cherubim taking their stations to guard the place. As one who in his journey bates at noon, paused “Thus thou hast seen one world begin, and end; And man, as from a second stock, proceed. Much thou hast yet to see: but I perceive Thy mortal sight to fail : objects divine Must needs impair and weary human sense : Henceforth what is to come I will relate ; Thou therefore give due audience, and attend. “ This second source of men, while yet but few, And while the dread of judgment past remains Fresh in their minds, fearing the Deity, |