He of the first, if not the first archangel, Great in power, favour and preeminence, He resolv'd with all his legions to dislodge And leave unworshipt the Throne Supreme. With ambitious aim they gather On the Mountain of Congregation, And, against the throne and monarchy of God, Raised impious war in Heaven. Him the Almighty Power Hurl'd headlong flaming from the ethereal sky, Down to bottomless perdition. He with horrid crew, Lay vanquished rolling in the fiery gulf,
Confounded though immortal. Confounded though immortal. Confounded though immortal.