The Adamus exul of Grotius; or The Prototype of Paradise Lost — page 26: what you’re looking at

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A TRAGEDY.—ACT 1. 9 persuade Adam to break the command of Heaven; and then, under the figure of a Serpent, deceives Eve, by whose solicitation her husband also sins. After receiving the promise of Redemption; they are expelled from the Garden of Eden, and delivered over to Death and human calamities. ACT IL Satan. The sacred Thunderer’s foe, exiled from Heaven, My native birthright and my home, I come, Urging my desolate disastrous flight From that Tartarean den, and the grim curse Of dawnless midnight. Hatred of all good Hath hurled me from the hereditary throne Of too unblest ambition,—sowing lies, And ripening damn’d sedition—terrible, Unuttered and unutterable fraud. Guilt is become my nature and my joy; I breathe essential vice; and most I seek For that selectest crime, which to conceive Is luxury ; and yet horror that appals Great Satan’s self. Aye, with this burning hope, - Through all these starry labyrinths, I pursue My vengeance, and embark on fathomless seas, Girt by the vague shores of infinity. Like the devouring lion, famine-stung, That, howling in his muffled ire, lays bare The grisly chasm of his blood-stained teeth, So forth t fare ; and, hoping ’gainst belief, To eclipse intensest misery, by the shade Of miseries more intense, shall I not gain Supremacy of ill, and so become Sole despot, tyrant, and o’er all extend The immense emblazed autocracy of Hell— A god of gods! Ah! can I be deceived ? Even now methinks this poised and stedfast globe Reels, rocks, beneath my incumbent weight. ’Tis well; So let it be ; so speed the fair design Of supereminent craft. The world shall hear, And hearing, blench and tremble. But, behold, That Eden of our search appears. The East, The effulgent Orient pours forth all his streams Down its precipitous sides tumultuously. Here the o’erflowing Phison issues forth, Araxes’ royal tide, which clothes with green The Colchian plains, and clasps with strong embrace Havilah, and the Caspian land of gold, Bdellium, andonyx. Towards the southern shore, Flows Gihon, or Choaspes, down the vales Of Persian Susiana. By his side, Hiddekel ; the swift Tigris rolls his waves ; C GORMGOOO@ @ <S (c@