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