Darkness Visible

There to dwell in adamantine chains and penal fire

Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms

Nine times the space that measures day and night

Rolling in the fiery gulf, confounded though immortal

But his doom reserved him to more wrath

For now the thought

Both of lost happiness and lasting pain, torments him

Round he throws his baleful eyes

That witnessed huge affliction and dismay

Mixed with obdurate pride and steadfast hate

At once, as far as Angels ken, he views

The dismal situation, waste and wild

A dungeon horrible, on all sides round

Regions of sorrow

Doleful shades, where peace and rest can never dwell

Hope never comes, that comes to all

But torture without end still urges

As one great furnace flamed

Yet from those flames no light

But rather darkness visible