The Poets

June 11, 2009

In Search of Eden

In search of Eden, Miltion's fallen feind is approached by Death as he attempts to cross through Death's check point (a gate through whom none are permitted to pass) ... Satan's heroic and brave and war-ready response is awesome (as strange as that sounds):

"Whence and what art thou, execrable Shape,
That dar'st, though grim and terrible, advance
Thy miscreated front athwart my way
To yonder gates? Through them I mean to pass,
That be assured, without leave asked of thee.
Retire; or taste thy folly, and learn by proof,
Hell-born, not to contend with Spirits of Heaven."

Book II, 681 - 687

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