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Yet not till the Creator, from his work
While the bright pomp ascended jubilant. From this passage, one might almost imagine that Milton had seen the illumination, or rather drawing, which accompanies this part of the Junian manuscript, where the Deity is represented as having returned to his high abode,
Thence to behold this new-created World.
Neither of these versions of Creation, however chaste or picturesque, can ever be said to rival the fine, old Hebrew legend, in the quaint simplicity of the story, in the strangely philosophical mode of expression in certain parts of the narrative, or to surpass it, in its utter untrustworthiness (if taken literally), as a historical document.
The Fall of the Rebel Angels.
HE action of the epic of Paradise Lost opens
abruptly, as we have already seen, with the awakening of the rebel Archangel amid
whirlwinds of tempestuous fire,
whither he had been
Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky,
To bottomless perdition.
Here, as he raises his giant form, still half-stupefied by his fall through
hideous ruin and combustion,
he casts his gaze around upon his “horrid crew" as they
Lay vanquished, rolling in the fiery gulf,
At this point, the poet gives no detailed account of the treason of the rebel host, or of the wars in