Squadrons at once, with huge two-handed sway Brandisht aloft the horrid edge came down Wide wasting; such destruction to withstand He hasted, and oppos’d the rockie Orb Of tenfold Adamant, his ample Shield A vast circumference: At his approach The great Arch-Angel from his warlike toile Surceas’d, and glad as hoping here to end Intestine War in Heav’n, the arch foe subdu’d Or Captive drag’d in Chains, with hostile frown And visage all enflam’d first thus began.
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