O iny ordaind

    Me some inferiour Angel, I ood

    then happie; no unbounded hope had raisd [ 60 ]

    Ambition. Yet her Power

    As great mighough mean

    Drao ; but ot

    Fell not, but stand unshin

    Or from , to all temptations armd. [ 65 ]

    to stand?

    t:  to accuse,

    But  equally to all?

    Be t, since love or e,

    to me alike, it deals eternal woe. [ 70 ]

    Nay cursd be t hy will

    C it noly rues.

    Me miserable! which way shall I flie

    Infinite e despaire?

    hich way I flie is hell; my self am hell; [ 75 ]

    And in t deep a lower deep

    Still tning to devour me opens wide,

    to whe hell I suffer seems a heavn.

    O t last relent: is there no place

    Left for Repentance, none for Pardon left? [ 80 ]

    None left but by submission; and t word

    Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame

    Among ts beneath, whom I seducd

    its

    to submit, boasting I could subdue [ 85 ]

    tent. Ay me, ttle know

    boast so vaine,

    Under orments inwardly I groane:

    hrone of hell,

    itre high advancd [ 90 ]

    till I fall, onely Supream

    In miserie; sucion findes.

    But say I could repent and could obtaine

    By Act of Grace my former state; how soon

    ould s, how soon unsay [ 95 ]

    feignd submission s

    Vo and void.

    For never can true reconcilement grow

    e have peircd so deep:

    lead