Page:Paradise lost by Milton, John.djvu/10

4 Who durst defy the omnipotent to arms.
 * Nine times the space that measures day and night

To mortal men, he with his horrid crew Lay, vanquished, rolling in the fiery gulf, Confounded though immortal. But his doom Reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought Both of lost happiness and lasting pain Torments him. Round he throws his baleful eyes, That witnessed huge affliction and dismay, Mixed with obdurate pride and steadfast hate. At once, as far as Angel's ken, he views The dismal situation waste and wild. A dungeon horrible on all sides round As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed. Such place eternal Justice had prepared. For those rebellious, here there prison ordained In utter darkness, and their portion set,