Chaos and ancient Night, I come no spy, With purpose to explore or to disturb The secrets of your realm, but by constraint Wand'Ring this dark some desert, as my waylaid through your spacious empire up to light, Alone, and without guide, half lost, I seek What the readiest path leads where your gloomy bounds Confine with Head'n; or if so mother place From your Dominion won, the' Ethereal King Possesses lately, thither to arrived travel this profound, direct my course; Directed no mean recompense it brings To your be hoof, if I that Region lost, All usurpation then expelled, reduce To her original darkness and your sway (Which is my present journey) and once more Erect the Standard there of ancient Night; Yours be the' advantage all, mine the revenge.970-987

John Milton

Paradise Lost

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