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Hell-born! not to contend with Spirits of Heaven."
To whom the Goblin full of wrath replied:
"Art thou that traitor Angel? art thou he,
Who first broke peace in Heaven, and faith till then
Unbroken, and, in proud rebellious arms,691
Drew after him the third part of Heaven's sons,
Conjured against the Highest? for which both thou
And they, outcast from God, are here condemned
To waste eternal days in woe and pain.
And reckonest thou thyself with Spirits of Heaven,
Hell-doomed! and breathest defiance here and scorn,
Where I reign king, and, to enrage thee more,
Thy king and lord? Back to thy punishment
False fugitive! and, to thy speed add wings,700
Lest with a whip of scorpions I pursue
Thy lingering, or with one stroke of this dart
Strange horror seize thee, and pangs unfelt before."
So spake the grisly Terror, and in shape
So speaking and so threatening, grew tenfold
More dreadful and deform. On the other side,
Incensed with indignation, Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burned,