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By his own nation, slain for bringing life,
Milton's genius is softened by the rays of Christianity. As he displayed events preceding Time, he leaves you in that time into which he has introduced you at the fall of man. mind passes over this intermediate world, which it disdains, and hastens to announce the destruction of that Time to whom he gives the wings of hours, to proclaim the renewal of all things, the union of the end and of the beginning, in the bosom of God.
AMONG the angels there are great varieties of character. Uriel, Raphael, Michael, have each peculiar traits which distinguish them from one another. Raphael is the friend of man.
The portrait which the poet draws of him is replete with modesty and grace.
Sent by God to our first parents, on arriving in Eden, he
Shook his plumes, that heavenly fragrance filled
Adam thus calls his partner:
Haste hither Eve, and worth thy sight behold,
Raphael accosts Adam, as, in Scriptural history, the angels demanded hospitality of the Patriarchs, or, in Pagan annals, gods sat at the table of Baucis and Philemon. Raphael salutes our first mother
On whom the angel Hail
He then relates, as I have said, what has passed in heaven, the fall of the rebel angels and the creation of the world; he satisfies the curiosity of the father of men; and blushes
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue,
when Adam ventures to question him on the loves of spirits. When he returns to heaven, Adam says:
Go, heavenly guest,
thou to mankind
Michael, chief of the heavenly warriors, is sent in his turn, but to banish the guilty pair from Paradise.
Not in his shape celestial, but as man
Satan's dire dread, and in his hand the spear.
The poet is familiar with all these angels, and makes you live with them. The faithful one in the Satanic host is energetic. I shall presently quote his discourse. Even the cherubim who in
their night-watch surprise Satan at the ear of Eve are correctly drawn. Satan insultingly cries :
knew me once, no mate
you, there sitting where ye durst not soar;
Thy fear, said Zephon bold,
When Satan transforms himself into a spirit of light, the poet spreads over him all the harmonies of his art.
Under a coronet his flowing hair
Before his decent steps a silver wand. All these spirits, in their infinite variety and beauty, appear before us as if painted by Michael Angelo or Raphael ; or rather we see that Milton habited and represented them after the pictures of those great masters. He has transferred them from the canvass to poetry, and, by the aid of his lyre, given language to the lips which painting had left mute.
MILTON'S DEMONS AND ALLEGORICAL
It were useless to repeat what every one knows respecting the spirits of darkness, as Milton has produced them. Satan is acknowledged to be an incomparable creation.
Louis Racine makes this remark in speaking of Satan's four soliloquies : « On what occasions does the spirit of rage, the king of evil, utter reflections which may be called wise ? First, when contemplating the beauty of the sun; secondly, in contemplating the beauty of the earth; thirdly, in contemplating the beauty of two beings, who in peaceful converse assure each other of their mutual love ; fourthly, in contemplating one of these creatures alone, among trees, cultivating flowers, the image of innocence and tranquillity. All that is good and fair at first excites his admiration; this awakens remorse, by the remembrance of what he has lost, and the results of his remorse only harden him the more in crime. The